You’re so typical,
You’re the handsome devil
who think I’m gullible.
I’m glad we’re distant.
I’ve learned my lesson.
After all that’s happened,
I don’t need to get even.
Have you no shame?
Lies and deceit are parts of your game.
In the end, it’s all the same;
you’re the only left to blame.
Your sad, unlucky tales are absurd;
how you’ve been a good boy and still getting hurt.
You think I’m just one of those girls
easily swayed into your tricky little world.
I know what you’re trying to do.
That’s why I don’t really trust you.
Once I’ve discovered what’s really true,
you’ll be the one left feeling blue.
(Jakarta, 1/9/2013 – 5:15 pm)