Still be good

Then one day I will wake up and see that you have blocked it

My hands will continue to tremble, the corners of my lips will tremble and my nose will swell again and again.

I will find the phone number from the contact list

I'll see by phone, sweet girl is busy saying sweet!

I'll call a few hundred more, then get tired and realize that my phone may have gone bad

I will feel very restless, I will hide my face and cry, I will curse fate.

Then at night I will hide my face on the pillow and cry, you will be very good

I am not alone in the corner of the eye to weave sorrow in secret!