That angelwings of yours are disturbing me
You are no angel, what I can see
And I have proof, just rewind.

Ripping my heat, hurting my soul
Was that your only goal?
Wasn\'t I worth more?

A blank sheet on the table
I\'m not able
To tell you what I have to

To tell you I hate you
Why I do?
Well, be kind and Rewind