I used to be like this guy,
bloody heartbroken (but fashionable) almost two months ago.
Had taken the pill of Hate to ease the pain, yes I was crazy at that moment.
I blamed Love for my condition, but actually I love the wrong person.
while my room mates on the phone
each and every night with their girl friends.
I envy them when their phone ring.
But hey, fuck the pain away!
I need a new love story.
And the first thing to do is to find a new eligible candidate.
Love, help me okay?