Me, Myself & I

我知道我会没事的
这也不是我的第一次挫败了
但我会是你看过提著购物袋
却最难过的女生了

这么多的愤怒挤在这些骨肉里
这么多的疑问挤在这个身体里
因为当爱死了 它会到哪去呢?

现在我碎碎念、写著歌、诅咒著他
白天喝酒 想著“真的是我的问题吗？”
信用卡跟理智都刷爆了 却不敢到羞耻
因为也许物质真的不会是我需要的吧

我也想停下脚步好好看看周遭
但心里已经死了 看了又能如何
我是不是给予他们太多权利了？

我写著没有办法实现的故事
我写著歌来寻求平静
失败又如何呢？
反正每次的失败都能合理化的
你不能说你了解我
因为我了解的只有要好好活著
想成为我向往的那种大人
却让我变得只身一人

我只是个很普通的女生
我也并没有想改变这个世界
毕竟它不会更糟或更好了

我能好好收拾自己支离破碎的状态
也能像海贼一样在大洋间翱翔
但这样的乐观也是种诅咒吧

现在我讨好著他们、卑躬屈膝著
无视著在我眼前发生的事情
所以我装笨、装得有趣
装作女生该有的文静样子来观察事情来由

但我在水沟边抓著自己的头发
给了我身体这么多的负担只为了感到活著
自己到底属不属于这个世界呢？

我写著没有办法实现的故事
我写著歌来寻求平静
失败又如何呢？
反正每次的失败都能合理化的
你不能说你了解我
因为我了解的只有要好好活著
想成为我向往的那种大人
却让我变得只身一人

我在街上羞涩 在床上大露骨
他们也还是能质疑我的忠诚
又说我太过精明、太过善良
求著那些我不应该感到抱歉的人

他们能够定义各种标签与八卦
我也能跟著演戏 让我的肺付出代价
因为我知道还不到放弃的时候

我写著没有办法实现的故事
我写著歌来寻求平静
失败又如何呢？
反正每次的失败都能合理化的
你不能说你了解我
因为我了解的只有要好好活著
想成为我向往的那种大人
却让我变得只身一人

I know I'll be better, it's not my first defeat
But I’m the saddest girl with shopping bags you’ll ever see
So much anger in flesh and bones
All that confusion packed in this body
‘Cause when the love dies, where does it go?

Now I’m rumbling on, writing songs, cursing his name
Drinking in the day, hesitate, ‘Is it me to blame?’
Max out credit cards and sanity, but didn't feel ashamed
‘Cause maybe diamonds will never be my best friend

I would’ve stopped and take a moment at the flowers
But there’s no use of looking when you feel dead inside
Have I, have I, given them too much power?

I write stories that I cannot live in
And write songs when I want some peace of mind
What’s the point of failing?
When every mistake could be justified
You wouldn’t say you know me
When all I know is to stay alive
The grownup that I wanted to be
Left with only me, myself and I
Me, myself and I

I’m just a common little girl, who never wanted to make a change in this world
That’s never been better or worse
I could pick up myself piece by piece
And travel like a pirate in the seven seas
But, it’s a blessing and curse

Now I’m kissing their feet, bending my knee
Refusing to see what’s happening in front of me
So I play dumb, acting all fun, keep my mouth shut
Like a woman should be just to know the scheme

But I was holding up my hair by the gutter
I gave my body all that pain just to feel alive
Am I, am I, part of this world?

I write stories that I cannot live in
And write songs when I want some peace of mind
What’s the point of failing?
When every mistake could be justified
You wouldn’t say you know me
When all I know is to stay alive
The grownup that I wanted to be
Left with only me, myself and I

I was shy in the streets, sexy in the sheets
But they’d still question my loyalty
I was being too bright, being too kind
Begging to those that I shouldn’t feel sorry

They could make up all the labels and the rumours
I could go along and let my lungs pay the price
‘Cause I, ‘cause I know it’s no time to give in

I write stories that I cannot live in
And write songs when I want some peace of mind
What’s the point of failing?
When every mistake could be justified
You wouldn’t say you know me
When all I know is to stay alive
The grownup that I wanted to be
Left with only me, myself and I
Me, myself and I