Asked you hundred times,
still you repeating same lines
that's how you created your name,
love outside, inside, the flame

Was thinking that
i was the one who lived in your dreams,
but there was a perfect paradise,
tearing at the seams
Cause later I came to know,
neither I was the conductance
nor I was the rho

From a blossom springs to a old mire
heart backfired,
oh, this fake love hesistates now
even to respire.