should i make some cruelty for your incompetence, i wonder?
comparing to human beings, you're way too perfect, tis right.
but in our terms, you're being incompetent and it saddens me.
i am acting like a selfish child now, but it's my right you know.

your excuses are so nicely well-faked, love.
you name yourself a god, yet so lack timing..
that's probably nothing that i could ever do.
being careless is kinda craved in our blood.

i just dislike when it projects on myself, yes.

if you ever allowed me i would've done you painfully.
but you never let me those little desires of mine, ah.
that's why you pay with something banal and material.
like money is. i love money. everyone likes that stuff.

if i can't let myself pain, i can let rounds instead right.

愛してるよー。