Chance

First, I think all I need is one chance
Second, I re-think about it, and I'm aware of something that,
Third, you already give me all the chances I need.
It's just me who don't aware when they sat on my lap,
It's just me who don't know the sign you gave me,
It's just me who blow them all up perfectly,
My pride was ashamed to asked again,
so my lips will shut and won't asked again,
cause my heart already say that those chances have passed, again...