I’m sorry, dearest
For the hurtful text
I killed my soul
By hurting you
But that little girl
Will stay in my head
My past tender letters
were so meaningless
Now tears fall like dew
When I think of you
You’ll never know
of my pure love
You’ll never know
of my sorrow
I hate myself so much
for that hurtful message
My past tender letters
were so meaningless
Now tears fall like dew
When I think of you