Thinking about someone other than me
You seem to think about things other than me
I watch things other than me closely
And there are things other than you that I can’t know
You often stumble except for me
And you’re covered in wounds when I’m not around
But by tomorrow, everything will be back to normal
Pretending nothing happened, leaving no evidence behind
I am the emergency kit for your heart
I’ll always open it when you’re in pain
Fly away, pain, pain
A spell I dedicate to you
Fly away, fear, pain
A band-aid of gentle words
Fly away, pain, pain
Embrace it with pure white cotton
Fly away, cry, illness
Because I’ll make it all better for you
Don’t rely on anyone else but me
I’m surprisingly jealous except for you
I’m not interested in anyone else but you
The wound on your chest, stitched with threads other than me
I hate it so much
I am the infirmary for your heart
Come anytime when you’re in pain
Your fingers wet with tears
I don’t like it if it’s not me
Fly away, pain, pain
A spell I dedicate to you
Fragile and swollen, fly away
A first-aid kit for an unbreakable place
Fly away, nuisances and villains
Wrap them up in pure white cotton
Don’t smile as you’re embraced by a man
Whose identity and whereabouts are unknown!
Fly away, pain, pain
Our secret code
Fly away, fear, pain
A thousand origami cranes of reversed words
Fly away, pain, pain
Hurt with pure white cotton
Ethics and justice, fly away
I’ll fix them eventually
Don’t cling to anyone but me
Don’t resent anyone but me