I was a backing track. 我是一个依托轨道。

Saving my green voice's back. 救了我的绿色声音的背上。

Disguising the obvious, 如假包换的明显，

That I had no-one to sing for. 我有没有人唱的。

I lived in a paper bin. 我住在一个纸槽。

Which I lived curled up and forgotten in. 我住蜷缩起来，忘了研究。

With an unfinished lovers hymn 有一个未完成的爱好者赞歌

Tattooed on my forehead. 纹在我的额头。

   

Oh, oh, oh, where were you? 哦，哦，哦，你在哪里？

Had I known you then, 如果我知道你的话，

The outcome would have been better. 其结果会更好。

   

I got used to the treadmill love 我习惯了在跑步机上的爱

Where no matter how fast you run, 不管你跑多快，

You're stuck at the starting point, 你停留在起点，

Only exhausted. 只有用尽。

I was the anonymous author 我是匿名作者

Of songs I'd not dared to share. 歌曲我不敢分享。

Lacking the audience of a lover's ear. 缺乏爱人的耳朵的听众。

   

Oh, oh, oh, 哦，哦，哦，

Oh, oh, oh, where were you? 哦，哦，哦，你在哪里？

Had I know you then, 如果我知道你的话，

The outcome would have been better. 其结果会更好。

   

You could have prevented this. 你本可以阻止这一点。

You could have prevented this. 你本可以阻止这一点。

You could have prevented this. 你本可以阻止这一点。

You could have prevented this. 你本可以阻止这一点。

   

You could have prevented this. 你本可以阻止这一点。

You could have prevented this. 你本可以阻止这一点。

You could have prevented this. 你本可以阻止这一点。

You could have prevented - 你可以阻止 -

   

Oh, oh, oh, where were you? 哦，哦，哦，你在哪里？

Had you known me then, 假如你认识我的话，

The outcome would have been better. 其结果会更好。