A keresés eredménye

The Little Comedian

Can’t compare with him
He’s even more perfect than God
I can’t afford to love you
If I knew earlier that my heart would break
I would’ve taken it out first and shattered it on the floor
 
Putting my façade down
No longer pursuing perfection
Jesting can help me pull away
My tears are about to spill, yet I still manage to joke around
Throwing my honour out the window
 
How could I stand up to him?
No choice but to focus on being a comedian
Rewriting this story of unrequited love
Into scenes of comedy
Exchanging my pained expressions
For your good mood
While I keep living this battered life of mine
 
I knew early on that I couldn’t win
Being a comedian, I manage to wring humour out of myself
Unable to become the elite that you’ve revered
But I am honoured to have given a show as a clown, without making a fool out of myself
 
Wealth and looks
Scudding past, like clouds in the sky
Fun is what I have