Hold you tight, make it right.
I will be with you through the night.
Caressing your skin, holding you firm.
Looking at you with a stab of knife that he's holding.
My tears start to flow, my heart begins to ache.
Why would you do something that will make my heart break?
How could you turn my love and efforts into waste?
How could you throw away the memories we've made?
Your blood is flowing, your eyes is crying.
You're whispering something I can't imagine you saying.
"I love you, I'm Sorry, Because I keep your heart breaking.
It is too late for me to know who is the one worth loving."
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