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 cool
Show them that under here
I'm just like you
Do the mistakes I make, make me a fool
Or a human with flaws
Admit that I'm lost
Round of applause
Take the abuse
Sometime it feels like that they want me to lose
It's entertainment
Is that an excuse
No
But the question that lingers whether win or lose

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
Entertaining is something I do for a living
This is not who I am
I 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 spot light, everything seems good
Sometimes I feel like I have it worst
cause I always have to 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