If my words are not enough
You may slice my chest open with a knife and hollow it out
The truth is, even I've noticed
Most of your indecision and excuses
Someday, will I hate someone the way I did again?
If I do, then you should hold me
Tighter and tighter, so I stick in your heart like a thorn
I should remain with you always, always
It's too late for me to say anything, but
It's probably okay for all your words to be lies
If all I do is repeat these kinds of situations,
Will my tears reach to the moon someday?
Will I be able to love someone the way I did again?
When I do, then time should
Surely, surely flow like a fragrant breeze
It should go on forever, always, always