I don’t need to show it to anyone
For something beautiful to be beautiful;
I already know it is
I don’t need to ask anyone
For something beautiful to be beautiful;
I already said it is
People’s facial expressions, the “air” in a room, well-written novels—-
I’ve had enough of reading them
What’s the point of being valued
By someone who doesn’t understand my worth
I should stop working hard
at something that doesn’t serve me
I don’t need to show it to anyone
For something beautiful to be beautiful;
I already know it is
I don’t need to ask anyone
For something beautiful to be beautiful;
I already said it is
The habit of blaming myself whenever I get hurt
is really uncool
So I’m calling it quits
As I walk to your room
A handful of teardrops fall to the floor
I can’t forever remain a child
Who doesn’t understand her own worth
I won’t be afraid of losing that thing
Which filled the hole in my heart
Because I realized:
The only one who can heal me is myself
Roll the dice and take that many steps forward
Even on a path with no end in sight
Regrets—-I’ll just wear them with style
Until the day they turn into memories
Roll the dice and sit out one turn
It’s ok, don’t worry about the others
To hell with sitting on a throne
Only a chair I’ve chosen for myself will do
I don’t need to show it to anyone
For something beautiful to be beautiful;
I already know it is
I don’t need to ask anyone
For something beautiful to be beautiful;
I already said it is
People’s facial expressions, the “air” in a room, well-written novels—-
I’ve had enough of reading them
What’s the point of being valued
By someone who doesn’t understand my worth
I should stop working hard
at something that doesn’t serve me
I don’t need to show it to anyone
For something beautiful to be beautiful;
I already know it is
I don’t need to ask anyone
For something beautiful to be beautiful;
I already said it is
The habit of blaming myself whenever I get hurt
is really uncool
So I’m calling it quits
As I walk to your room
A handful of teardrops fall to the floor
I can’t forever remain a child
Who doesn’t understand her own worth
I won’t be afraid of losing that thing
Which filled the hole in my heart
Because I realized:
The only one who can heal me is myself
Roll the dice and take that many steps forward
Even on a path with no end in sight
Regrets—-I’ll just wear them with style
Until the day they turn into memories
Roll the dice and sit out one turn
It’s ok, don’t worry about the others
To hell with sitting on a throne
Only a chair I’ve chosen for myself will do