The past is going through my mind. 
It hurts, yes it hurts because a face never leaves and hearts never die.
I was just a broken promise, said that I would be a part of your friendship.
And I just walked my way.

Was too weak to stand up for myself, too weak to help, 
so scared to be a part of your crime, and too weak to say no.

You’re still so near my heart even if it was ten years since I met you.
I remember that my eyes were screaming for help.
I’m so sorry, so sorry, but I was too weak.
But I know that angels watch your steps.
And I know that they hear my cry.
Sometimes I just want to go back in time and change the wrong things that happened.
But now I face the [bad word] 

Was too weak to stand up for myself, too weak to help.
So scared to be a part of your crime.