C#m E Take off my shirt loosen the buttons F# And undo my skirt C#m Stare at myself in the mirror E Pick me apart piece by piece. F# Sorrow decrease A G# 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 Chorus: C#m E Who am I living for? F# Ooh yeah C#m Is this my limit? C#m E Can I endure some more F# Chances I'm Giving? A G# Question existing Who am I living for? Is this my limit? Can I endure some more? Chances I'm given, question existing Take off my cool (Take off my cool) Show them that under here, I'm just like you Do the mistakes I've made make me a fool? Or a human with flaws? Admit that I'm lost, round of applause (Round of applause) Take the abuse Sometimes, it feels like they want me to lose (Want me to lose) It's entertainment; is that an excuse? (No) But the question that lingers whether win or lose, is Chorus: 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 This is not who I am I'd like to think that I'm pretty normal I laugh (Haha), I get mad, I hurt I think guys suck sometimes But when you're in the spotlight, everything seems good Ooh, yeah 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 Chorus: 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 | TransposeReset Font sizeReset Chords fingeringsA C#m E F# G# |