Those passionate words that whispered 'I love you'
turn cold like an ice,
step on my everything more [bad word] than strangers,
and leave me.
Since you gave me love, is it right for me to be in pain
when you give me the good bye as well?

(*) Look back at me at at then,
Look at those black flowers
that bloomed from your [bad word] 
away from your cold glare hidden inside a mask in this twisted world.
Look at your deceived love that only looked white.

You say you love me like crazy
and then you say you hate me like crazy,
Did your burning love [bad word] a reason to hate over night?
Since you gave me love, is it right for me to be in pain
when you give me the good bye as well?

Back to (*)

Go Go Don't look back
Go Go I no longer want you.
How you end this,
you saying sorry because you weren't good to me,
your temperamental heart, your unpredictable love,
I'm sick of it all.

Try crying sometimes then,
open up my bursting heart
towards your sad face, your smile,
and erase the black flowers that bloomed in your pretense.
Your deceitful love that seemed to last forever.