You play without stopping,
No matter if I press pause.

This endless tape,
When will you go off
you show the things I try
to hide. You tell the things
that I keep inside .

When will you stop,
I made you six months ago.
You still trying to show what
happen so long ago.
Please just stop and leave me along.

All you do is show the same line,
the words continued, the actions
still knows, how he touched and how
he felt.

A nightmare that came true.
each and everyday, you
never let me forget what happen
the night I made you.

I can never break you.
I'm one of the people who made you.