God dammit Amy, we're not kids any more. 神该死艾米，我们不是孩子了。

You can't just keep waltzing out of my life, 你不能只是一味地跳华尔兹了我的生活，

Leaving clothes on my bedroom floor, 留下的衣服在我的卧室地板，

Like nothing really matters, like pain doesn't hurt. 像什么真正的问题，就像痛不痛。

You should be more to me by now than just heartbreak in a short skirt. 你应该多给我的，现在不只是心碎在很短的裙子。

   

You kind of remind me of scars on my arms that I made when I was a kid, 谢谢你提醒疤痕在我的怀里，我做的时候我还是个孩子的我，

With a disassembled disposable razor I stole from my dad, 用反汇编一次性剃须刀，我从我爸偷，

When I thought that suffering was something profound, 当我觉得痛苦是深刻的东西，

That weighed down on wise heads, 这疲于奔命的聪明头脑，

And not just something to be avoided, 而要避免不只是要，

Something normal people dread. 一些正常的人害怕。

   

God dammit Amy, well of course I've changed. 神该死艾米，嗯，当然我已经改变了。

With all the things I've done and the places I've been 所有的事情我已经做的地方我去过

I'd be a machine if I had stayed the same. 我是一台机器，如果我保持不变。

But you're still back where we started, you haven't changed at all. 但你还是回到了起点，你有没有在一切都变了。

You're still trying to live like a kid, like you can always have it all. 你还在想活得像一个孩子一样，你总是可以拥有这一切。

   

You know you kind of remind me of scars on my arms that I hid as best I could, 你知道有种你让我想起伤疤我的手，我便藏尽我所能，

That I covered with ink, but in the right kind of light they still bleed through, 我盖上墨水，但在合适的光线，他们仍然通过流血，

Showing that there are some things I just can't change no matter what I do: 这表明有些事情我无法改变，无论我做什么：

The tell-tale signs of being used, 对正在使用的搬弄是非的迹象，

Of being trapped inside of you. 被困住你的内心。

   

You're a beautiful butterfly 你是一个美丽的蝴蝶

Burned with a branding iron 烧用烙铁

Onto my outsides into my insides 到我的外侧进入我的内心

As a simple sign: 举一个简单的标志：

To show off your ownership. 炫耀你的所有权。

Burned into my naked skin, 烧入我赤裸的肌肤，

Onto my outsides into my insides. 到我的外侧进入我的内心。

   

It's not even love any more, 它甚至不是爱更多，

It's just a claim upon my soul. 这只是在我的灵魂索赔。

It stains my skin, yeah it's on my breath, 它染红了我的皮肤，是它在我的呼吸，

And I'm ashamed to get undressed 我很惭愧地脱掉衣服

In front of strangers in case they see 在陌生的情况下，前，他们看到

The tell tale signs that you have left all over me. 你已经离开了所有对我的诉说故事的迹象。

   

God dammit Amy. 神该死艾米。

You'll always remind me of scars on my arms that I know will never fade. 你会时刻提醒疤痕在我的怀里，我知道永远不会褪色了我。

And it's not like it's something I think about each and every day - 而且它不喜欢它的东西，我想每一天 -

I just occasionally catch myself scratching them, as if they'd ever go away. 我只是偶尔赶上自己划伤他们，好像他们会永远消失。

But these tell tale signs are here to stay, and in the end you know that's OK. 但这些故事告诉迹象都在这里留下来，和你到底知道，没关系。

You will always be a part of my patched-up patchwork taped-up tape-deck heart. 你永远是我的拼凑拼凑起来录音式磁带卡座心脏的一部分。