Boy, I hate you
Why anda have to be the way that anda are
If only anda were different
It would make it much easier for me to alih on
I thought anda finally belonged to the past
But who am I kidding, you’re a Cinta that seems to last
My hati, tengah-tengah breaks whenever I think of you
And my soul dies ‘cause I know it will never be true
It’s getting lebih obvious everyday
I’m in Cinta with you, again
It’s getting harder
To alih on without anda every day
But anda don’t even know me
I should just get a life and go my own way
My hati, tengah-tengah breaks whenever I think of you
And my soul dies ‘cause I know it will never be true...
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