Bye, bye, Beautiful...

It's not the tree that forsakes the flower,
But the flower forsakes the tree,
Someday I'll learn to love these scars,
Still fresh from the red-hot blade of your words.

[How blind can you be, don't you see?
How blind can you be, don't you see?
How blind can you be, don't you see,
That the gambler lost all he does not have...]

Did you ever hear what I told you?
Did you ever read what I wrote you?
Did you ever listen to what we play?
Did you ever let in what the world said?
Did we get this far just to feel your hate?
Did we play to become only pawns in the game?

How blind can you be, don't you see?
You chose the long road, but we'll be waiting.

Bye, bye, beautiful,
Bye, bye, beautiful,
Bye, bye, beautiful,
Bye, bye, beautiful...