I've cried enough, such foolish tears.
Begging you to take my fears.
It's seems you quite like my peers.
You were a fool and so was I, now I'll say an eye for an eye.
This is my outcry.
Heart like a fiddle, you wanna play with me.
Soon you'll see my tears aren't for free.
Now don't you deny, I have proof of your crime.
Whether you call this showtime or wartime.
These bruises and cuts, and your filthy touch, can't be wiped away by my tears.
So I'll make my fears and tears become my declares and the first step of my repairs.
So enough of your so called 'love affairs' with me.
It's time you paid back your arrears.