I thought that I've been hurt before
But no one's ever left me quite this sore
Your words cut deeper than a knife
Now I need someone to breathe me back to life

Got a feeling that I'm going under
But I know that I'll make it out alive
If I quit calling anda my lover
pindah on

You watch me bleed until I can't breathe
I'm shaking falling onto my knees
And now that I'm without your kisses
I'll be needing stitches
I'm tripping over myself
I'm aching begging anda to come help
And now that I'm without your kisses
I'll be needing stitches1

Just like a ngengat drawn to a flame
Oh anda lured me in I couldn't...