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To you who are amused
From the rose to be a thorn in my pain
You don't care
You insist on pretending because I'm still tied to you
I will not hold a grudge against you
No matter how much you try to break my heart

To you whom I always wanted to forgive
My south, my north, and my agony
I sometimes prefer to give up on you
And others continue to leave me their lives
To you who strain and break my voice
Slave and mistress of this desolate heart

I prefer to tell you this way
Written about another lie
Tired of waiting for you and following you
With your memory always anchored adrift
I prefer to tell you this way
In the best way that perhaps, you would understand it
I prefer to tell you this way

To you who are amused
From the rose to be a thorn in my pain
To you who do not deserve this love
That sometimes you bite like an obsession
To you who drown and revive my voice
Slave and mistress of this desolate heart

I prefer to tell you this way
Written about another lie
Tired of waiting for you and following you
With your memory always anchored adrift

I prefer to tell you this way
In the best way that perhaps, I would understand it

Let me embroider it on your skin
That envelops melancholy
That there are words that sometimes are not enough
And emotions that can never be described

I prefer to tell you this way
In the best way that perhaps, you would understand it

I prefer to tell you this way
Written about another lie
Tired of waiting for you and following you
With your memory always anchored adrift

I prefer to tell you this way
In the best way that perhaps, you would understand it

You would understand