I want to approach you how have you been? I hope the summer's breeze doing you well I miss you Heat's fastly approaching But I still feel the cold you're bringing
At least look me in the eye Stab me, let me bleed please, if you may At least, pierce through me upfront
If this is goodbye please tell me Though, I'm afraid to let go
Just tell me all the hatred you feel against me
It was never my intention to hurt you, dear But I still did I guess... This will be the last time I'll apologize
the damage has been done, and you'll already sick of this...