Bea Miller

I like it loud, you turn it down 我喜欢大声听歌，你却要把音量调低 You wanna talk, but what about? 你总是想要交谈，却又说不出个所以然 I wanna dance, you cut me off 我想随性舞蹈，你却总阻止我 Who falls asleep at ten o clock? 也只有你这种老年人每天晚上十点就钻被窝 Ain't got no sympathy 我对你毫无同情可言 Don't wipe your tears on me 别把鼻涕眼泪蹭我衣服上了