this is the story, story of love. story of abuse, story of apologies. too late. 口口声声听到你说, 你会为了他离开我. 跟他挂了电话看都不看我, 默默无言的走过. if i only never heard you say it to him, 也许我也不会难过. if i only could believe that you were lying to him, 我的拳头,也许不会 hit you! 不是不要向你道歉, 只是害怕失去尊严. 当我感觉到那冰冷的手铐, 一百个 sorry 也听不见. 我也不会那么做,那么做.