I don't know where i'm going,
I only know where i've been.
I don't know who I'm meeting,
I just won't meet him!
'cause i've made this choise once,
I can't make it again.
And it's tearing me down
deep inside...
I was glad that i met him,
sometimes I wish that i haven't.
Now I wish him to hell,
then I wish him to heaven
And it's tearing me down
deep inside
Tha boy...
I still care for him...