"it's all because of love."

you're a mischievous little genie
you put a veil between us

i dont tell you im in a bad shape," "
i criticize you, " "
we bumped into each other, entwine deeply into your thorn-weaved veil we bleed.
if " ", show me. you cover your wound too perfectly while im not clever a girl to see your heart aches so bad please forgive me, and let it flow naturally please.

what you feel is what i care the most,
dont hurt me, dont be fooled by that veil,
satisfy me with your honesty.
" " is the genie who cannot be let out of the bottle.