I don't deserve the lyrics.

This street is too crowded, too many people have secrets, and the glass is foggy. In the past, the mood on your face was restoring rain, and this alley was too curved to go back. In the story, this day is no longer green and mottled. I left a memory in a big house, and the seats in the cinema were far apart. I have no feeling. You can't play chess with yourself to write down how much you love me, but you left me with a smile. This feeling is no longer right. I'm trying to save some. I should be considerate. It's humbling not to pout for you. The compromise is that I ignore you, but I need someone to accompany me. This feeling is no longer right. I finally realized the plot that I couldn't bear to watch. You are too tired. You silently shed tears for me several times, and my heart was broken. You have suffered. Your beauty is not good enough for me.