It's been a cold war between me and my parents for the past few days.
Things didn't work out at all. Not for me. Not for them.
It could've been my fault, or maybe it is after all.
Oh wells, since they ain't giving me money, it's time for me to be independent.
I've got to work throughout the weekends for cash.
It sucks having to always depending on them for cash.
Gosh the never ending nags and quarrelling is pretty fucked up.

I want a life of my own.
And me, always being stubborn and headstrong will start a mayhem if anyone opposes.
It's hard for me to control my temper, especially to my parents.
It's bad I know, I gotta change my ways somehow.

Baby,
You're everything to me,
You're the air I breathe.
Just know that I'll stand by you no matter what,
I love you,
I miss you,
I want you,
I need you.