“Today too, my voice sounds innocent and gentle
Always sounding so calm
The secret is, from behind the scenes
I keep my exaggerated expressions subdued”
I’ve got a good instinct, somehow I can predict it
Your weird schemes are flickering
Hey, those words that are spilling from you
Are strangely light, they seem so transparent
A name you don’t know, a voice you don’t recognize
And a pattern of speech you're unfamiliar with
Before you know it, without you noticing
They come and stay inside your heart
How unpleasant it is once I realize that
I want to learn your most secrets of secrets
Even if I know that there’s no turning back
I regret it
I'm curious about your deepest secrets
Now that I'm thinking it's better if I don't know
Our hearts that meant to be close together
Are divided by the blade of doubt
“Where were you at that exact time?
What were you doing? With who?” and so on
“What are they like? What did you eat?”
Although you ask all that nonchalantly
Doubting means that, doubting means that
There’s jealousy deep inside your heart
Something’s fishy, something’s fishy
Your eyes darted around when you faced me
You reached out your hands trying to
Touch on my most secret of secrets, but
You seem to expect my dark side
Or something like that to appear
Curious about my deepest secrets
You wanted something from it, don’t you?
Even our feelings that are meant to be mutual are
Turning into that of pain
We live while getting anxious and worn out
From searching for each other’s mistakes
Suspecting a demon is lurking
Behind our hearts
How sorrowful it is once I get worn out from
Wanting to learn our most secrets of secrets
Even if I know that there’s no turning back
I regret it
I'm curious about our deepest secrets
Now that I'm thinking it's better if I don't know
Our hearts that meant to be close together
Are divided by the blade of doubt