纨绔小三

此刻，也只有这首歌能表达我的心情。输了，输的好惨，像个赌徒一样的All In，然后输的一文不剩。那些表面上漂亮的话的背后，是一种无法言语的悲伤：用文字无法叙述，用钢琴无法弹奏，用画墨无法描绘……

输了，第一次输了，而且是这么惨烈的输法。不想承认，不敢承认，不想去看牌桌上的筹码。

上邪!！我欲与君相知，长命无绝衰。

我知道了，原来有种东西，是可以无声无息痛到骨子里的。

Jolene, Jolene, Jolene, Jolene
I am begging of you please dont take my angel
Jolene, Jolene, Jolene, Jolene
Please dont take her just because you can

Your handsome is beyond compare
With flaming locks of auburn hair
With ivory skin and eyes of emerald green
Your smile is like a breath of spring
Your voice is soft like summer rain
And I just cannot compete with you, Jolene

You could have your choice of girls
But I could never love again
She is the only one for me, Jolene
And I can easily understand
How you could easily take my angel
But you dont know what he means to me, Jolene

I had to have this talk with you
My happiness depends on you
And whatever you decide to do, Jolene
Please dont take her even though you can
Jolene, Jolene……

我向上天祈祷，像一个虔诚的教徒，祈祷你不要带走我的一切……

如果你执意要带走，那么，请一起带走我的心，因为我不再需要，不再相信