It’s so good to see you, I missed you Sorry I suddenly called you out I know I shouldn’t But how have you been? Now we’re people Who shouldn’t see each other But I’m so happy when I see you Is it just me?
I’m Broke I’m Broke I’m Broke Ye A I’m Broke I’m Broke I’m Broke Ye A Without money, there’s no love either That’s what my mom told me every day I thought I’d be okay If I graduated from a college in Seoul But reality is I’m a part-time worker at 7/11
As if I can see it but not, I can’t figure out your heart Did I get my hopes up too high? What do I do with you? Your mysterious comments bring me up and down Even typical words make my heart flutter, what do I do?