This is how it always ends
I'm the fool who always spend.
Blindly following and obey,
but it has come to that day..
The moment where I can't stand
nor play by your hand.
I feel empty, left out,
yet I can not shout.
I didn't know I could feel this way
but now my heart pounds in betray.
I'd dare to call you fake
but I won't.. for your sake.