歌词
i learned the truth at seventeen
十七岁，我看见了真相。
that love was meant for beauty queens
十七岁，我看见了真相。
and high school girls with clear siknned smiles
高中女生清淡的笑容如花般绽放
who married young and then retired
稚嫩躯体，嫁为人妻，枯萎凋零
the valentines i never knew
与我无缘的情人节
the friday night charades of youth
上演着青春闹剧的星期五晚
were spent on one more beautiful
也只是美丽女孩的专场。
at seventeen i learned the truth
终于在十七岁，梦想被击碎。
and those of us with ravaged faces
与我一样被遗弃的女孩们
lacking in the social graces
世间无数盛宴我只能艳羡
desperately remained at home
从未有人邀请，从未被谁垂怜
inventing lovers on the phone
妄想着有情人在电话里
who called to say come dance with me"
说着煽动人心的话语：“请与我共舞。”
and murmured vague obscenities
轻声呢喃着令人脸红的甜言蜜语
it isn't all it seems at seventeen
十七岁，与想象中背道而驰的十七岁
a brown-eyed girl in hand me downs
牵我手的女孩有褐色的眼眸
whose name i never could pronounce
她的名字我欲言又止
said"pity please the ones who serve,
她说那些可怜的人都是灰姑娘
they only get what they deserve"
却没有一个人名字叫辛德瑞拉
and the rich relationed home town queen
那个名声显赫的小镇皇后
marries into what she needs
燃烧了青春换来她想要的
with a guarantee of company and haven for the elderly
安稳生活和老来相伴
remember those who with the game
还有那些用尽了阴暗手段
lose the love they sought to gain
赢得了游戏
in debentures of quality and dubious integrity
却输了所爱的人们
the small town eyes would gape at you in dull surprise
小镇的眼睛在渴睡的开合间，诧异不过一闪而逝
when payment due exceeds accounts received at seventeen
十七岁，心血耗尽，满目苍夷的十七岁。
to those of us who knew the pain
给那些和我一样，
of valentines that never came
永远和情人节无缘的女孩
and those whose names were never called
还有那些在选篮球队员时
when choosing sides for basketball
永远不会被叫到名字的人
it was long ago and far away
回忆摇摇欲坠，疼痛从未消退
the world was younger than today
那时的世界年轻而残忍
and dreams were all they gave for free
日复一日不愿醒来的美梦
to ugly duckling girls like me
也不过是他人指缝里洒落的糖碎
we all played the game and when we dared
我们都曾沦陷进
to cheat ourselves at solitaire
自欺欺人的游戏
inverting lovers on the phone
电话铃声在脑海里回荡不休
repenting other lives unknown
为他人错爱而悔恨莫及
they call and say "come dance with me"
他们说：“请与我共舞。
and murmur vague obscenities
轻声重复着似是而非的暧昧言语
at ugly girls like me--at seventeen
十七岁，角落里默然安息的十七
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