I empty my place but I can’t empty you
I do the dishes but I can’t erase the happy times with you
Where are you? Love is gone
I organize my closet but my memories can’t be organized
I try to clean but on the contrary, my heart is messy with you
Where are you? Love is gone

It’s a crime, crime, it’s a crime, crime
This is a crime, crime
An unmistakable crime, crime

You’re so cruel, you sliced us up
Do you even know?
You broke it to pieces, the emotions of love
You tore it apart
My tears were red like blood
My reason is in a deep stupor
You will leave me alone like this
I keep begging with a pointless hope
You clearly cut me out by saying let’s break up now
Like a knife, you cut me, who was despairing in pain

I empty my place but I can’t empty you
I do the dishes but I can’t erase the happy times with you
Where are you? Love is gone
I organize my closet but my memories can’t be organized
I try to clean but on the contrary, my heart is messy with you
Where are you? Love is gone

It’s a crime, crime, it’s a crime, crime
This is a crime, crime
An unmistakable crime, crime

I difficultly cut the thorns of my memories
But it grew back again
My head is filled with scarred thorns and a rose called you
A few of my black and red blood drops are the only color I have
You’re so bad
Because of you, I think I will go crazy in pain
I don’t think I can ever forget you
I want to crack my head open and take my brain out and clean it
If only I could… that’s how painful and thick your traces are

The loneliness of the scene is the only clue to solve this
Follow the traces of the crime with no beginning
I am chasing it even though you left me
I empty my place but I can’t empty you
I do the dishes but I can’t erase the happy times with you
Where are you, where are you

I am trapped alone at the scene of the crime that you left behind
It’s so gruesome, only red tears brim the floor
All the things you left me for all that time
I can’t take it, I feel so dirty
Your fingerprints are all over the place
All the glasses have your lipstick stain on it
It keeps making me think of you
It’s not fair that I’m the only one who’s hurting
I imagine punishing you for about half my days
I still fantasize about you coming for the other half

It’s a crime, crime, it’s a crime, crime
This is a crime, crime
An unmistakable crime, crime