Back then I was a little bit older
I'm already a much younger man than that
And I hate to say that your face is the root of the problem
Front or sideways
And that my face haunts you too, doesn't it?

Once there was a night in a month, wasn't it?
That we understood each other even in Japanese
I've had enough of you, I've had enough of you
I'm going to paint it gray
Even if you are my reason to live

Don't deny that our hearts were tied together
I regret not acting my age
That ingenuity I hear in your words
The way you walk doesn't exist in anyone else, does it?

Once there was a night in a month, wasn't it?
That there was no floor under our feet
I've had enough of you, I've had enough of you
I'm leaving this country
Even if you are my reason to live

I am not the first, nor will I be the last
This happens all the time
I will forget you eventually
I don't see it on the horizon, though
And I don't think it will happen anytime soon
Once there was a night in a month, wasn't it?
That even if we lost it felt like a win
I've had enough of you, I've had enough of you
I've tried a thousand
You were always my reason to live
Now you are my reason to die