Everytime I hear your voice
Pain and anger flash before my eyes
Look at me now, explosives fly
Buildings of ecstasy already collapsed.
Everytime I ask God for peace
For myself to forgive
For you to leave
The heart that holds gold and bones.
Crying my heart out, why do you have to be so blind
Giving the most out of it, why do you have to be so unkind
Someday I hope you find regrets
My vendetta is for you to pack your feelings into sachets