Can't say that I'm glad
that you don't know what we had,
is it something good or bad?
I find myself becoming mad.

In our past life, and in our future
I would've gave you so much more
since you wanna penny pinch with your heart,
I'll take nothing more.

Take me away,
from this terrible place,
can't understand how this is made of love
and I know we'll never make love.