Everytime I feel lonely, I can blame it on you and I do.
You've got me like a loaded gun, golden sun and skies so
blue. We both know that we want it but we both know
you let me no choice. Each time you go away, you just
bring me down. I pretend that all is well, so, I'm counting
my tears till I get over you.

Sometimes, I watch the world go by, I wonder what it was
like, to wake up every single day ans smile on your face
but you never tried. We both know we can't change it but
we both know we'll have to face it.

If only I could give you up, would I want to let you off my
heart? We both know that we are pretending but we both
know that we both still not over each other.

I know that I'm not over you.


P/S: I'm not going to continue composing about PART II.
Sorry about that but I have my reason.