U/S
Everything starts from Dbl O.
Its your favourite job I guess.
I did not agree on you working there initially.
But you told me that you simply want to work.
Yes, I accepted and let you go.
Being there for you every night.
Waiting for your return under your block.
And so, you've found new friends there.
Texting them more then texting me.
Going out with them without me knowing.
I'm disappointed.
And the very next day, things happened again.
How much trust I had for you,
how much love I had for you, is gone.
You hide many things behind me,
break the trust I had for you.
And when I called you up,
some other guys pick up for you.
Did you ever think how would I feel?
Taking plenty of photos with them without knowing whether they are good or bad.
You said you love me, but I simply can't feel the love you had for me.
You know I dislike you working at a pub.
But you still chose to work when i disagree on it.
And again, I grant you and accept it.
You neglected me during your work.
You don't seems to text me as soon as you ended your work.
And whenever I needed you, you aren't here for me.
So this time round, I'm determine with my demand.
At such crucial moment, you still chose to work when you know that I insisted.
So where do I stand in your heart?
I wonder why do you love your job so much.
So much until the extent of losing someone else you love.
You'd never be the one giving in.
You'd never be the one sacrificing.
All you want is to work, as you can do a lot of things there without me knowing.
You said you know that you'll lose someone due to your decision.
You know it, and did you change your decision?
No. You still stick to it even knowing what will happen next.
And now, I'm the one doing the make up.
Accepting it unwillingly.
Can I not accept? I can't.
As you never want to quit your job.
Your job is the one who brought to us, today.
A different us from before.
I tried to accept, but I can't do it anymore.
Did you tried to quit? You did not.
I'm just simply disappointed in you, hopeless in you.
I do love you still, but now, I guess I should stop.
I'll try as I know I'm not suitable for you.
As for you, continue with your persistence in that job.
That's all I can do and that's the love I had for you.
Where's yours?
Everything starts from Dbl O.
Its your favourite job I guess.
I did not agree on you working there initially.
But you told me that you simply want to work.
Yes, I accepted and let you go.
Being there for you every night.
Waiting for your return under your block.
And so, you've found new friends there.
Texting them more then texting me.
Going out with them without me knowing.
I'm disappointed.
And the very next day, things happened again.
How much trust I had for you,
how much love I had for you, is gone.
You hide many things behind me,
break the trust I had for you.
And when I called you up,
some other guys pick up for you.
Did you ever think how would I feel?
Taking plenty of photos with them without knowing whether they are good or bad.
You said you love me, but I simply can't feel the love you had for me.
You know I dislike you working at a pub.
But you still chose to work when i disagree on it.
And again, I grant you and accept it.
You neglected me during your work.
You don't seems to text me as soon as you ended your work.
And whenever I needed you, you aren't here for me.
So this time round, I'm determine with my demand.
At such crucial moment, you still chose to work when you know that I insisted.
So where do I stand in your heart?
I wonder why do you love your job so much.
So much until the extent of losing someone else you love.
You'd never be the one giving in.
You'd never be the one sacrificing.
All you want is to work, as you can do a lot of things there without me knowing.
You said you know that you'll lose someone due to your decision.
You know it, and did you change your decision?
No. You still stick to it even knowing what will happen next.
And now, I'm the one doing the make up.
Accepting it unwillingly.
Can I not accept? I can't.
As you never want to quit your job.
Your job is the one who brought to us, today.
A different us from before.
I tried to accept, but I can't do it anymore.
Did you tried to quit? You did not.
I'm just simply disappointed in you, hopeless in you.
I do love you still, but now, I guess I should stop.
I'll try as I know I'm not suitable for you.
As for you, continue with your persistence in that job.
That's all I can do and that's the love I had for you.
Where's yours?
