Why don't we stop fooling ourselves?
为何不停止相互愚弄呢？
The game is over,
游戏结束了
Over, Over.
结束了，结束了
No good times, no bad times,
没有好日子，也没有坏日子
There's no times at all,
或是根本就不存在日子
Just The New York Times,
只有纽约时报
Sitting on the windowsill
坐在窗沿上
Near the flowers.
花儿就在近旁
We might as well be apart.
我们还是分开吧
It hardly matters,
无所谓了
We sleep separately.
我们都分开睡了
And drop a smile passing in the hall
在大厅里丢下一个微笑
But there's no laughs left '
但却没有笑声留下
Cause we laughed them all.
只因我们都笑完了
And we laughed them all
都已笑尽了
In a very short time. Time
在一个很短的时间里
Is tapping on my forehead,
时光在轻敲我的前额
Hanging from my mirror,
悬在我的镜子上
Rattling the teacups,
茶杯咯咯作响
And I wonder,
我想知道
How long can
我还能搁浅多久？
I delay? We're just a habit
我们只是一种瘾
Like saccharin.
正如糖精一样
And I'm habitually feelin' kinda blue.
我正习惯性的感到些许忧郁
But each time
可每次我刚有
I try on The thought of leaving you,
尝试想要离开你的念想时
I stop...
我便停下
I stop and think it over
停下来，默默斟酌