What Goes Around Comes Around

Maybe it's me who starts the hurting and fighting. I've mess things up and feel like kicking down all the fences. Too many problems with my own.
But as time goes by, I was wrong bout your sweet and innocent eyes. You're dirty and polluted flirting with the death.
I've found my answer and hoping for better days.

Cause i know everything's gonna be alright :)

So,

Take and leave bitch.