Plagued by illness still, but so what?
The pain in my heart is still there. It won't go away.
After having medicine, we recover from the illnesses.
But affairs of the heart- they won't go away.
Some wounds leave scars, they will be there forever.
Etched in the mind forever.
Do what you want, do what you like.
Maybe I'm really tired. Really, and I feel like giving up.
Love is pulling me down everyday, after your change.
Friendship? What is this? I don't know, at least not anymore.
Who am I to judge you?
Love is pulling me down everyday, after your change.
Friendship? What is this? I don't know, at least not anymore.
Who am I to judge you?
