I’ve been woken up in different placesI’ve been woken up in different places
스프관처럼 익숙하지seupgwancheoreom iksukhaji
Take a look around at these plates yeahTake a look around at these plates yeah
내가 원하는 건 없어naega wonhaneun geon eopseo

마음에도 없던 거짓말들maeumedo eoptdeon geojitmaldeul
내 자신을 일허 so badnae jasineul ilheo so bad
감정들이 없는 인형같이gamjeongdeuri eomneun inhyeonggati
어긋지스런 미소는 됐어eokjiseureon misoneun dwaesseo

변했다고만 생각하지 않아byeonhaetdagon saenggakhajin anha
I don’t wanna do this no moreI don’t wanna do this no more

You keep calling me a liarYou keep calling me a liar
I don’t feel any desireI don’t feel any desire
We speedWe speed
And drifting don’t need no tiresAnd drifting don’t need no tires
So you can call me filthy liarSo you can call me filthy liar

그래 맘대로 지껄여 야 I’m a crazy tomboygeurae mamdaero jikkeoryeo ya I’m a crazy tomboy
다시 passport 그녀처럼 dyed my hair blondedasi passport geunyeocheoreom dyed my hair blonde
또 내가 딴따라라 맘에 안 들던tto naega ttanttarara mame an deuldeon
네 엄마까지 나도 변론었다 꼭 전하고ne eommakke nado byeolloyeotda kkok jeonhago
너나 잘하고 말해 또 그념의 예의neona jalhago malhae tto geunomui yeui
뒷담보단 앞담이 나아 넌 없겠지만 패기dwitdambodan apdami naa neon eoptgetjiman paegi
네 다음 애인께는 다 안된다 아기 취급 전에ne daeum aeinkkeneun da andoenda agi chwigeup jeone
맞춤법이나 맞춰 안되 애이야matchumbeobina matchwo andoe aiya

내게 뭐라해도 관심 없어naege mworahaedo gwansim eopseo
I don’t wanna do this no moreI don’t wanna do this no more

You keep calling me a liarYou keep calling me a liar
I don’t feel any desireI don’t feel any desire
We speedWe speed
And drifting don’t need no tiresAnd drifting don’t need no tires
So you can call me filthy liarSo you can call me filthy liar

I am high-priced like a diamond shineI am high-priced like a diamond shine
Why you think that I’m a piece of glassWhy you think that I’m a piece of glass
Break my heart, you can see the real meBreak my heart, you can see the real me
Go to hell baby what’s it to yaGo to hell baby what’s it to ya

I am high-priced like a diamond shineI am high-priced like a diamond shine
Why you think that I’m a piece of glassWhy you think that I’m a piece of glass
Break my heart, you can see the real meBreak my heart, you can see the real me
Go to hell baby what’s it to yaGo to hell baby what’s it to ya

Call me a liarCall me a liar

You keep calling me a liarYou keep calling me a liar
I don’t feel any desireI don’t feel any desire
We speedWe speed
And drifting don’t need no tiresAnd drifting don’t need no tires
So you can call me filthy liarSo you can call me filthy liar