Lyric

The era of arcades disappeared

Sadness and tears are hidden in their songs

Sometimes I turned a blind eye to what you needed most of, of the time

Ladies and gentlemen

Please hear me, me out

I'll repent of my sins and take him back to be, be my lover

I ran up a huge phone bill when I belonged to you

A looking glass reflected your rose eyes

As its battles lasted longer

Ladies and gentlemen

Please hear me, me out

I'll repent of my sins and take him back to be, be my lover

But you never dared to say

Because you saw my remains at midnight every night

That’s my bad

Ladies and gentlemen

Please hear me, me out

I'll repent of my sins and take him back to be, be my lover

Ladies and gentlemen

Please hear me, me out

I'll repent of my sins and take him back to be, be my lover