I'm so glad 你 made time to see me.
How's life? Tell me how's your family?
I haven't seen them in a while.
You've been good, busier than ever,
We small talk, work and the weather,
Your guard is up and I know why.
Because the last time 你 saw me
Is still burned in the back of your mind.
You gave me 玫瑰 and I left them there to die.

So this is me swallowing my pride,
Standing in front of 你 saying, "I'm sorry for that night,"
And I go back to December all the time.
It turns out freedom ain't nothing but missing you.
Wishing I'd realized what I had when 你 were mine.
I'd go back to December, turn around...