Sins on my shoulders, I didn’t commit.
Hypocrisy in my words, I must admit.
I couldn’t hear it, you left in quiet.
Will you come back tomorrow?
I don’t think so.

Love is my grief.
Does she see?

Maybe my rights were wrong after all.
I questioned your love and affection, It wasn’t stable.
Your paths were closed.
So I didn’t force it much more.

I killed my flower.
Couldn’t keep it alive anymore.