Oh
Mmm

Take off my shirt, loosen the buttons
And undo my skirt, stare at myself in the mirror
Pick me apart, piece sejak piece
Sorrow decrease pressure release
I put in work did lebih than called upon
I'm lebih then Pencuci Mulut when it was over
Did I wind up hurt? yes
But it taught me before a decision ask this soalan first

Who am I living for?
Is this my limit?
Can I endure some more?
Chances I'm given, soalan existing
Who am i living for?
Is this my limit?
Can I endure some more?
Chances I'm given, soalan existing

Take off my clothes
tunjuk them that under here
I'm just like you
Do the mistakes I make
Make me a fool
atau a human with flaws
Admit that I'm lost
Around of applause
Take the abuse
Sometimes it feels like that they want me to lose
It's entertainment is that an excuse? (noo)
But the soalan that lingers whether win atau lose

Who am I living for?
Is this my limit?
Can I endure some more?
Chances I'm given, soalan existing
Who am I living for?
Is this my limit?
Can I endure some more?
Chances I'm given, soalan existed

Dear diary,
This is Robyn,
Entertaining is something I do for a living
This is not who I am I like to think that
I'm pretty normal: I laugh, I get mad, I hurt, I think guys suck sometimes
But when you're in the spot light, everything seems good
Sometimes I feel like I have it worst 'cause I always have to keep my guard up
I don't know who to trust
I don't know who wants to take me for who I am
atau who wants to be my friend for who I really am

Who am I living for?
Is this my limit?
Can I endure some more?
Chances I'm given, soalan existing
Who am i living for?
Is this my limit?
Can I endure some more?
Chances I'm given, soalan existing