oh, how many times you've told me

that you didn't intend to hurt me.

but damn, either way, the pain still haunts me,

it still crawls on my skin

and still burns me within.

oh, how i wish you've told me instead

that i'm still the thought running in your head.

but damn, i wouldn't be even if i pled.

and the pain still crawls on my skin

and still burns me within.