In life, we experience sudden breakup
Shoutout to them, eating afterparty
Even if I'm not vain or a smarty
The more times we talk, the more sad mix-ups
Soon, as I moved on. It's time for clean-up
'Coz he's a guy who have multi-party
I saved enough and work for some money
I'm a girl who don't cry and put make-up
Particular lovers I cannot name
Every body needs a gentleman hand
The past that we picture and put in frame
I am a commander I can command
I look to his eyes, it was fire that flames
My eyes smiled and it seems he understand
