What We've Done?

Once again, regretting about what we did yesterday. Feeling so bad, we went too far, and please, bring me come back home. Don't cover our days with black memories. Enough, I'm not your toys and I don't want paint your mind with fake-hope.

I want, we stop this game before one of us become loser. I want you to be mine like before, not like now. Remember about your promises. Sorry, I have no choice.