Drop the sticks. Bring in the lips.
Listen, girl.
Those princes who only live in your eyes. Those men who are as cold as yetis.
Fake people. They’re not that impressing. Like a cloudy night sky, they’re insignificant.
When you laugh for them, they tell jokes that make you frown. When you let them loose, their manners are those that would make leashes break.
What kind of future can you see with guys like that? Can you even see one with those eyes that are short-sighted when it comes to seeing guys?
Even if they’re good looking, you need to see their temper. It’s different to being nice.
The yardstick of diligence only means an expensive present to you. The vine of luxury wraps itself around you.
Witty words (blah blah). But his behaviours are like hardened feet (ha ha).
Even though it’s a luxury item, its size is different to yours. If you stick to it, you’ll only end up with tears and tissues.
Why don’t you know? To stay by his side…
To live as his woman… To be in such love…
Girl, you’re too good.
Why in the world will someone like you date a guy like that?
You don’t have to be my girl. I just think you’re too… too good.
His heart is the ruins of love that has left. It’s full of sharp nails.
It’s clear that he’ll cut you and leave you with a scar. Why are you so desperate? Even if you reach out with your hands, you’ll only cause smoke. Your eyes will sting.
Fall down to your heart’s content. Don’t stagger. What do you want? He’s an empty warehouse.
In the darkness. You should get out before you get more afraid. Why are you standing there with a blank look?
Quick. Just look in the mirror. Why can’t you see yourself like others do?
You’re on a new level. The height of your heels is on a new level. He’s short.
Though he may steal away your heart, he’s a pickpocket and I’m Robin Hood.
Even if I make it seem long, it’s a short film. I’m Hollywood.
So baby come to me. You can be my girl. If not mine, it’s fine as long as you’re not his.
Why don’t you know? To stay by his side…
To live as his woman… To be in such love…
Girl…
Baby, for you are still young, for there are a lot of other nice guys
He doesn’t deserve you. No one deserves him.
Baby, for you are still young, for there are a lot of other nice guys
He doesn’t deserve you.
Why in the world will someone like you date a guy like that?
You don’t have to be my girl. I just think you’re too… too good.
Baby, for you are still young, for there are a lot of other nice guys
He doesn’t deserve you. No one deserves him.
Baby, for you are still young, for there are a lot of other nice guys
He doesn’t deserve you.
Well, I’m just saying you’re too good.