What I aimed for in the past, how should I say this
I was unprepared but you’re not going to understand

You ask with your blank stare, but it’s strange
All right, it’s just your work, right?

What should I do to become (a critic) like you?
You’ve surely also got some stories of hardship, right?

Write something good
This song was born at last, so
love this song

You’re suspicious, right?
That's fake; That's real
Well, what are you?

We collect imitations and genuine articles
and assign them a price

It’s troublesome, it’s difficult
How’s it going to be? After this
...I want you to tell me

It takes longer to write a letter than to read it
Try to remember that

Even if someone says as they please,
I can’t fret about that
It’s not my job, right?

I want to also tell these people that tend to compare
using words with a bit more love

Even if there is nothing good
You were born and came this far
Love oneself

We may fall into a slump, but
both imitations and genuine articles
don’t really exist, right?

We collect imitations and genuine articles
and assign them a price

You said don’t just get defeated like that
How’s it going to be? After this
...I want you to tell me

Each day with things left half-said, I can't go anywhere
It’s not like I’ve got things that mustn’t be seen by the tabloids

Are you doing what you want to do?
Of course I am! Always!

I can see the answer I’ve been hoping for but ah ah

If I had been a better girl
Things probably would have worked out better
Love is all

You’re suspicious, right?
That’s fake; That’s real
Well, what are you?

We collect imitations and genuine articles
and assign them a price

You said don’t just get defeated like that
How’s it going to be? After this
...I want you to tell me