I get concerned about you,

I worry about your path,

Then I end up getting hurt by you,

You don’t even care about my path,

It’s all about you.


My own blood shoots me with an arrow,

Brings tears to my eyes,

My heart breaks over and over with your arrow,

You don’t care that you bring tears to my eyes,

You don’t care that I’m hurting because of your arrow.


It seems like you’ll lead me to my death,

All the worry I feel for you,

The love I have for you will probably lead me to my death,

Sometimes I wish that I could stop caring about you,

Yet it’s so hard to stop caring and so easy to love you even if it means death.