You said this had been your goal for a long timeSo I let my guard down, but you don’t understand, do you?You listen with an innocent expression, but you act strangelyAll right, well, this is your job, right?How can I be like you?You must have a story of hardship, right?Write something goodBecause this song has finally been bornLove this songYou’re not sureIf this is real or fake, right?Well, what do you think?You gather shams and things that aren’tAnd value themThat’s a pain, it’s hardWhat’s going to happen later?...I want you to tell meRemember that it takes longer to write a letterThan it does to read onePeople can say what they want, but you mustn’tLet it get to you, that’s not your job, right?Tell that person who likes to make comparisonsWith more loving wordsEven if good things don’t hppenYou were bornSo love oneselfWe feel downBut there’s no such thingAs real or fake, right?You gather shams and things that aren’tAnd value themI’m telling you not to be defeated by thatWhat’s going to happen later?...I want you to tell meI spend my days being talked about, I can’t go anywhereThere’s nothing you’re not allowed to publish in magazinesCan you do the things you want to do now?Of course I can, I’ve always been able toThough I can see the answer you want, ah ahIf I’d been a good girlI could have done this better Love is allYou’re not sureIf this is real or fake, right?Well, what do you think?You gather shams and things that aren’tAnd value themI’m telling you not to be defeated by thatWhat’s going to happen later?...I want you to tell meNote: Yui is one of the best writer and singer I've loved since high school. She always said the words straight. The things you wanna say but not expressable.