You cost me scars
you cost me tears
I cry in the middle of the
night because of you
maybe it’s too late,
so shall I let go?
maybe it would help
if I only stopped say no.

I have no faith in words no more
not even in your hugs
you cost me scars deep down in me
you scratched up all my soul.

Maybe it would be much more
if I go away
maybe you would see the trouble
and stop because of me.

I don’t even have the strength
to wait and see
and not such a mood to believe
because even if I do
it will only break me down once more.