| I think it’s about time sweetheart | 
| For me to clarify a few things | 
| I never claimed to be an artist | 
| I can’t even sing, you know | 
| Everything happened so fast | 
| And I never knew I could get used to it | 
| Now I’m kind of trapped in something shiny | 
| The stakes is so high, you know | 
| Am I worth it all? | 
| Do you believe in me? | 
| They say love lasts 3 years | 
| In 3 years I’ve seen a lot | 
| All those countries by your side | 
| Now this time is all behind | 
| Sharing joy, burst in tears | 
| Even recording makes me burst in tears | 
| Touring days, drinking nights | 
| So many people came to see us live | 
| We just started up for fun | 
| On a mission, you know the song | 
| You and me, just as one | 
| Few years later, I’m all alone | 
| Oh, I would like to let the music tell you | 
| You’ve been wrong | 
| That’s our song | 
| And maybe one day | 
| You will think about all the effort that I’ve made | 
| To make you stay | 
| To make you stay | 
| Write me this, sing me that | 
| Love is the essence of all our tracks | 
| Now it’s gone, and stakes is high | 
| I end up alone with depths and lies | 
| I’m a lost child, don’t you see? | 
| Taking advantage of this industry | 
| I look good, you want me | 
| Buy my CD and Google me | 
| You work hard, I live sweet | 
| End of the week, we’re gonna make the beat | 
| Oh, I would like to let the music tell you | 
| You’ve been wrong | 
| That’s our song | 
| And maybe one day | 
| You will think about all the effort that I’ve made | 
| To make you stay | 
| To make you stay | 
| Don’t they know I’m expensive | 
| As far as my record sells | 
| Filling the club on my name | 
| All the tickets gonna sell | 
| To my fans I might look | 
| Like the girl they want to be | 
| To my friends I’m this child | 
| They’re all taking care of me | 
| See I never dreamt of that | 
| Glory to me sounds so wack | 
| All the fame, all the trash | 
| I just want to make some cash | 
| In the club, as usual | 
| In the plane, that’s for sure | 
| On my way to somewhere else | 
| It sometimes feel like I’m for sale |