Is this really what you want?
It’s over.
After seconds, you’ll lose interest in the “old clothes” you used to love.
No matter how attached you are to it, when you dump it, you dump it.
Do you know I even wore designer heels
To make me feel like I’m good enough for you?
My worth is determined by me.
The tank on my right wrist is only to serve as a foil to me.
What is so good about “the new clothes?”
It doesn’t even know about you like I do.
Our thread of fate is about to go torn off.
I see. I guess, from tomorrow I’m pre-loved.
I can pull it off without you.
My youthful days.
Please tell me that I am the girl that everyone wants.
Even if it’s just a lie, I don’t care tonight.
I cannot even stand up
In heels that are this torn off.
I’m done with you.
Oh, I was so “plain” and ignorant.
I’m done with you.
I still remember how to shine.
I’m on the way back to where I came from.
I never knew how broken I was till now.
But don’t worry, I will eventually find someone who will treat me right.
I’m actually seeing someone at midnight.
Girls look for personality in guys.
The Audemars Piguet on your left wrist wouldn’t mean anything.
You are only concerned with your own vanity and social status,
And never seem to look at your inner self.
Leather peeled,
But it doesn’t mean I lost my value.
That is what’s called vintage, who knows?
I am better off without you.
My youthful days.
If you’re really gonna walk away from me, I wanna make you regret
By becoming a more attractive lady.
The moment girls change their rouge
That guys would never understand what that means.
Sorting your “favorite clothes” by newest
It’s waste of time.
Is it really what you want?
The more attached you are to me,
The harder it gets for you to dump me.
So I just threw away all the dreams we had together
That I had kept at the bottom of my bag.
I’m done with you.
Oh, I was so “plain” and ignorant.
I’m done with you.
My value is still “brand-new.”
After two seconds, I will be a “brand new” me.