Monday, February 17, 2014

Gomen ne Iiko ja Irarenai (Sorry That I'm Not a Good Girl)

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Before the chime that lets us all outside, I slip onto the grounds.
The grown-ups -- they're all staring daggers at me
Gossip, rumors, empty melodies; talking through the trees
Oh, winding road, take me far away, please

I don't have anything planned ahead; no purpose, I'm wandering instead
All I need to know is that I'm here
I don't care what warnings appear, they always slip right through my ears
Will you, will you, just let me go on through?

Sorry that I'm just a broken component of this school where conformity's rewarded
Sorry that I'll undo some buttons so that I can breathe
I'll choose the alley over the street, an empty dark passage, tempting and sweet
There are things I can't let anybody know; although, maybe if you just let me go
I'll tell you alone

Always, always, I have always seemed the best at everything
Even though I know it's so foolish to think
The messages these books are giving me are pulling all the strings
I think I'll go live away from these things

Anyway, I just don't get it, and I see no need to fret it
Cause nobody can ever stop me
Stop telling me what I should do; and just stop pitying me too
Just stop, please stop, just stop it with your pride!

I know that you're someone whose wishes and dreams are ripping along the edge of its seams
Which is why I could never be so 'beautiful" as you
The face of a jester shining by me; the sadistic smile gleaming brightly
Nobody can know the mask I've put on for you, it's true, but maybe if you follow through
I'll show you alone

You're the most stubborn person I've met, the least likely one for me to forget
Full of the pride that hypocrites cling to
But I have all of my friends behind me and in this cruel world friendship is key
Just stop, please stop, just please give me a break!

Sorry that I'm just a broken component of this school where conformity's rewarded
Sorry that I'll undo some buttons so that I can breathe
I'll choose the alley over the street, an empty dark passage, tempting and sweet
There are things I can't let anybody know; although, maybe if you just let me go
I'll tell you alone