Take off my shirt.
Loosen the buttons and undo my skirt,
Stare at myself in the mirror,
Take 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 are given, Question Existing

Take off my cool, show them that
under here, I'm just like you
Do the mistakes, I may make me a fool
Or a human with flaws,
Admit that I'm a loss, Round of applause,
Take the abuse,
Sometimes it feels like 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
It's not who I am,
I'd like to think that I'm pretty normal,
I laugh, I get mad, I hurt,
I think that I suck sometimes,
But when you're in the spotlight,
Everything seems good,
Sometimes I feel like I have it worst 'cause I have to always 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