Wound May Heal By Itself

Diplomatic your way put me in thought You think you will never be caught You say something only to gain No feelings you have for my pain You were kind to please me Then you tried to deceit me You can’t runaway from me Whatever may cost to me May be it was my mistake I put my life on stake When I trusted you For it started to Take me in your command For which you now demand Do whatever you can You will fail in your plan Not a single penny I will give you I’m ready to bear the impromptu I will certainly catch you If possible I will blast you