i had hopes and dreams for us,
wishing you would answer my prayers,
to do better and love me the way no one has.
i was a fool to be a believer.

kneeling and begging, maybe then you'll feel empathy,
maybe it'll grow into a love (that is never meant to be).
but still, love is love; maybe it will be enough.
i'll carry a cross just to prove i'm tough.

love is a religion i want to forget.
i have realized it will never save our story from death.
losing my belief over someone's son,
my dear, in your church, i'm just so done.

tulad ng himig ng mga awit ng pag-ibig,
ang tamis ng lambing na hatid ng mga ito.
kung may tinig ang pagmamahal,
maaaring ito ay boses mo.