thorns of sorrow
became my friend now.

I hate you because you make me feel this way;
I hate you because you make me feel very special everytime when you are around;
I hate you because your sweet and caring;
And I hate you because "I fell in love with you"  and you are not.

Lies, lies, lies, lies..
I wrote a letter for you:
I wish you could hear this;
I wish you could notice this,
This is just for you...