You think it's really funny,
your silly old game.
You think that I'm still
the only one to blame.

Actually, doing this, you're
hurting me all together.
Slowly, I feel my love
away starting to wither.

Eventually, it will stop: all the
hurtful pain bearing.
Just like you, I will let it go
and completely stop caring.

Oh, don't bother.
Don't you think it's fair?
Don't think of coming any closer.
Oh, don't you freaking dare.