When your words come to easily for me to believe and this paint goes on too thinly to peel away. I will find a silver lining sometime. Blur my vision and I'll be fine. And I'll be fine 当你的话来很容易让我相信，这漆的推移过于分散，以剥离。我有时觉得一线希望。模糊了我的视线，我会没事的。我会没事的

   

Burn the pages of the magazines I hate the way they look at me. With every smile and laugh theres something I will always lack. And maybe, just maybe an imperfected me will not be seen. 烧我讨厌他们看我的方式，杂志的页面。随着每一个开心的笑有件事我会一直所缺乏的。也许，只是也许是imperfected我不会被看到。

   

When your words burn forever in my mind and those greens and those blues seem too perfect to be true, I will light a fire every time I think to myself, I will be fine, I will be fine. 当你的话永远燃烧在我心中那些绿色和蓝色的那些看起来过于完美是真实的，我会烧火，每次我想对自己说，我会没事的，我会没事的。

   

Burn the pages of the magazines I hate the way they look at me. With every smile and every laugh theres something I will always lack. And maybe just maybe an imperfected me will not be seen. 烧我讨厌他们看我的方式，杂志的页面。随着每一个微笑，每一个笑有件事我会一直所缺乏的。也许，只是也许是imperfected我不会被看到。

   

But I'll go on, yes I will be, And I'll be strong, fortunatley this beauty's not clear to me to me to me to me to me to me to me to me to me to me to me to me. 但我会继续下去，是的，我会的，我会坚强， fortunatley这种美不是很清楚，我给我给我给我给我给我给我给我给我给我给我给我。

   

Burn the pages of the magazines I hate the way they look at me, With every smile and every laugh theres something I will always lack. 烧我讨厌他们看我的方式，杂志的页面，每一个微笑，每一个笑有件事我会一直所缺乏的。

   

And maybe just maybe just maybe this beauty will be clearer to me. to me. to me. 也许只是也许，仅仅是也许这种美会更清楚我的。对我来说。对我来说。