Trái Tim Thù Hận - Don Hồ

A lover spurned
A lesson learned
On love youve got
Your fingers burnt.
Shed bitter tears
Now love has turned
The sweet revenge
Of a lover spurned.
A passing phase
A week of love
But all at once
You had enough.
It pales so soon
Waned with the moon
No deep concern
For a lover spurned.
She'll destroy you with her little games
See you swallow all the blame
Make you pay in many ways
For the pleasure of watching you squirm.
She'll tell her friends to treat you rough
That you just weren't good enough
Make the going really tough
For the pleasure of watching you burn in hell.
And every day
More guilt to pay
A lesson learned
From a lover spurned.
It was all so cosy for you
You had a wife, two children
And a beautiful house
And me, well you wanted me
When it suited your needs
And now, now I have nothing
Just a handful of faded photographs
Nothing but a cold empty heart
But Im not easily forgotten
I'll appear when you least expect
To make you pay
You asked for it that way.
She'll come to get you with a knife
Write poison letters to your wife
Totally destroy your life
For the pleasure of watching you squirm.
She'll make a fool of you at work
Drag your name through the dirt
Make sure that it really hurts
For the pleasure of watching you burn in hell.
A lover spurned
A lesson learned
On love you've got
Your fingers burnt.
Shed bitter tears
Now love has turned
The sweet revenge
Of a lover spurned
The sweet revenge
Of a lover spurned.