Question Existing

Take off my shirt

Loosen the buttons and undo my skirt

Stare at myself in the mirror

Pick me apart piece by piece

Sorrow decrease

Pressure release, I put in work

Did more than called upon, more than deserved

When it was over, did I wind up hurt? (Yes)

But it taught me before a decision ask this question first

Who am I living for?

Is this my limit?

Can I endure some more?

Chances I'm given, question existing

Who am I living for?

Is this my limit?

Can I endure some more?

Chances I'm given, question existing

Take off my coat

Show them that under here

I'm just like you, do the mistakes

I may make me a fool or a human with flaws

Admit that I'm lost

Round of applause

Take the abuse

Sometimes it feels like they want me to lose

It's entertainment is that an excuse? (No)

But the question that lingers whether "win or lose" is

Who am I living for?

Is this my limit?

Can I endure some more?

Chances I'm given, question existing

Who am I living for?

Is this my limit?

Can I endure some more?

Chances I'm given, question existing

Dear Diary

It's Robyn

Entertain is something I do for a living

It's not who I am, I'd like to think that I'm pretty normal

I laugh, I get mad, I hurt

I think guys suck sometimes

But when you're in the spotlight

Everything seems good (ooh yeah)

Sometimes I feel like I have it worse 'cause

I have to always keep my guard up

I don't know who to trust

I don't know who wants to date me for who I am

Or who wants to be my friend for who I really am

Who am I living for?

Is this my limit?

Can I endure some more?

Chances I'm given, question existing

Who am I living for?

Is this my limit?

Can I endure some more?

Chances I'm given, question existing