Seventh of July

I'm surprised, why are these tears falling?
From the eyes of a girl who hates crying
Why am I being so vulnerable?
I am now scared, I'm starting to tremble

I've suffered much of vicissitudes
It's time I put on a new attitude
I hate to be the one who's weary
Cos I have never been this damn dreary

Tell me, am I asking too much from you?
I'm still drowning even when I'm with you
So, it's better that I let you go
And suffer these pains you don't have to know

I'd better pick my stuffs up and leave
Cos once broken can never be relieved
It's better to follow my own path
Than being with a guy who knows how to give wrath