2ne1

A month that been years

My lover and I separated ways.
A month that been years,
I can no longer adhere.

As everyday, he made everything
just to make me smile.
All these things comes in a while.
For our love was now lost and died.

I can no longer hear those laughs and beats,
When he go sober, he'll definitely stamp his feet.
In a minute his heart beats 73 times,
That I can no longer say, "It's mine!"

All those sweet nothings that he said,
keeps running turning crazy in my head!
When does it start to become folly?
Is it him? Or is it really me?

And now,
as he finally found someone else to love..
I'm setting free this love that I have.
A month that been years,you and me entwined.
Had finally come to the time to say goodbye.