It’s been a while but I’m still stuck in a heartache of a place.
It’s easy to see that I hate to break, hate to say goodbye.
It wouldn’t be so bad if I can just forget your face,
Or the taste of your lips whenever I kissed your smile.
Every time that I am back in town, I play our song.
I delay departing, hoping that I may convince you to tag along.
After all, you did it once and we had a few good years.
But we were so young and reckless on our own.
Someday I will redeem myself beyond a 2 minutes song.
Someday we will forgive each other for those wasted tears.