How I always memorize

every single misery

and I seem to glorify

everything inside of me

and the hero never dies

if the lover hides

between the sheets

there's no escape

cause you can't sleep

and then you'll see

you're just like me...

That's what you called waste of time

I'll be waiting down the line

that's what you called waste of time

waiting for your valentine

that's what you called waste of time

I know where your hero hides

that's why you don't sleep tonight

that's what I call life

with a hero in the past

you hang on to history

such a loss will always last

and there's no recovery