Well there's sand in my book 那么有沙子在我的书

From writing on the beach 从写在沙滩上

Trying to find a song for you 试图找到一首适合你

That the ocean can only reach ，海洋只能达到

And this beach is getting wider 这个海滩是越来越大

Than my train of thought is long 比我的思路很长

And each little grain of sand 和沙子每个小颗粒

Is some other asshole poets song 一些其他的混蛋诗人的歌

So i'll try to get this right 所以我会尽力让这个权利

Before the sunburn says i'm wrong, 前晒伤说我错了，

Says i'm wrong 说我是错的

I keep on shooting clever guns 我一直在拍摄巧妙的枪

That blow up in my face 吹在我的脸上

And what good to say i'm sorry 而该说些什么好对不起

When time it wont erase 当时间它不会删除

All the times i hit erase 所有的时间我打擦

On every word you said to me 对每一个字，你对我说

And just covered it up 而就盖起来

Like dogshit on a pretty city street 像狗屎上一个漂亮的城市街道

Just to not piss off the neighbors 只是为了不惹恼邻居

No wonder i cant sleep, i cant sleep 难怪我不能入睡，我不能睡

A song without a chorus, 一首歌没有合唱，

This is my first attempt 这是我第一次尝试

Cuz that would really bore us 的Cuz那会真的承受着美国

And the title would go limp 和标题会四肢无力

But these words just keep on shooting 但这些话还是想继续拍摄

Out my pen just like a gun 我的笔就像一支枪

And i'm aiming at your ears 而我针对你的耳朵

Trying not to come undone 尽量不来撤消

Cuz you love the smell of gunshots 因为你爱枪声的味道

And the company of one.. no fun 一公司..没有乐趣

They'll probably say this sucks 他们可能会说这很烂

But i don't really care 但我真的不关心

And i used the "gunshot" word 我用了“枪击”字

So it wont get on the air 因此，它不会得到在空气

While the rappers do a driveby 而说唱歌手做driveby

And smoke crack then praise the lord 和烟裂纹然后你们要赞美耶和华

While a white-bread singer songwriter 而白面包的歌手词曲作者

Has to stand here looking bored 要站在这里看起来很无聊

And while i'm at it, i should mention 虽然我在的话，我应该提

That all the guns i used in my 所有我曾经在我的枪

Songs were fake... 歌曲是假的......

Not real... plastic.. 不是真正的...塑料..

Fuck... get real... blast it... 他妈的......得到真正的...爆了...

I still love you 我依然爱你