我给了你悲伤,挂在你的墙上
Like a calendar in one color.
I wear a torn place on my sleeve.
It isn’t as simple as that.

在没有地的地方,没有你的地方
你想到了我现在知道的方式
Just from thinking it over.
哦,我知道
I’ve no excuse to be stuck here turning
Like a mirror on a string,
Except it’s hardly credible how
It all keeps changing.
损失有更广泛的方向选择
Than the other thing.