To give doesn't always mean to gain
It's not always that there's a rainbow after the rain
Sometimes it means to lose
But it often leads to the blues

When a heart loves more than it should
It gets hurt and makes the eyes shed
For it isn't loved in return the way it should be
Honey, I would know, believe me

I used to crave for him every single day
Now sometimes I just want to run away
My heart was burnt in the fire of my own love
And now I taste the ashes, black and rough

If love isn't shared,
Tell me now which one of us is unfair?