So In Vain

On a night alone, I am thinking about you

In my room, I was passing time differently

You had left behind a stain and traces of lies

You left me, in the pitiful darkness

Depression and difficulty

With a "For starters..."

Mourning "This is the prime of my life..."

Even if I get hurt...

Telling me of your lies

Was the last kindness you did me

You were silent, pretending to be hurt

Even now, I remember your last bit of cunning

On a night alone, there's something I'm searching for

Always, in my room, there's a song I could hear

You left behind a meagre voice

You left me, in the quiet darkness

The only one who changed was me

I thought this, but still

The futileness that I realized I won't change

And the loneliness that I drag along with me, now these

are all that is left over

The disappointment of love and it's importance

Waking up to "that time..."

When I calm down with "one more time"

Even if I get hurt...

I was dependent on the lies of you, who permitted

yourself

To have a bad attitude on purpose, the lonely shackles

Of my cowardly self

Your lies were the last kindness

That you did me

I let you pretend like you were hurt

Even now, I won't forget your last bit of cunning

I ran away from you pretending to be hurt

Traces of fake tears are left over, even now

I feel like I miss you

Your song remains the same

I can't be without you