Because it keeps lingering inside my head
I know. That you're someone that I'll loose. Loosing you from the start.
Maybe once . But now , you're is no longer my muse. Its just a painful truth.
In another life. Would I be your girl?
In another life , even we're in another life , I couldn't make you stay.
Even I badly wanted you to tell me to stay.
You surely can replace me with millions of names.
We never once promise anything to each other.
I am sure, I never told you how meaningful you're to me.
I hope all those money can buy me a time machine.
I've to say the words
Its not you.
That got away.
- a killing truth.