Every midnight we sit at the coffee table and we share a cup of tea 每天午夜，我们坐在咖啡桌和我们分享了一杯茶

He stays up with me and we discuss things 他留下了我和我们讨论的东西

Most of the time he just listens 大部分时间他只是听的时候

Other times offers suggestions or he just ignores my questions 其他时候提供建议或他根本不理会我的问题

It gets more depressing as time passes, because every night 它会随着时间的传球更郁闷，因为每天晚上

I ask this one question and all he does is wipe his glasses 我问这个问题，他所做的一切就是擦了他的眼镜

It's aggrevating as hell and I'm just waiting to tell 它aggrevating的地狱，我只是在等待，告诉

whether or not he can even remember the answer.. 他能否还记得答案..

Or whether or not he's choosing not to tamper with his memory.. 或不论他选择不要乱动他的记忆..

Or whether or not he can even fucking remember me. 或者他是否可以连他妈的还记得我。

What a waste of time 什么时间是浪费

But every night it's that same damn routine: 但是，每天晚上它同样该死的例程：

One green cup of tea and me stuck all by myself once its empty 一个绿色杯茶，我坚持全部由自己一旦其空

Then I'm off to bed with plenty of caffiene to keep me up and thinking 然后，我去睡觉了大量caffiene的让我和思

The cup I'm drinking from is never clean 我喝了杯从来都不是干净的

I can't remember if it's a dream once I awake and I walk.. 如果这是一个梦，一旦我醒了，我走我不记得..

From my messy bed and anticipate the next late night talk 从我凌乱的床，预计在未来的深夜谈话

   

Every midnight we sit at the coffee table and we share a cup of tea 每天午夜，我们坐在咖啡桌和我们分享了一杯茶

He stays up with me and we discuss things 他留下了我和我们讨论的东西

Most of the time he just listens 大部分时间他只是听的时候

Other times offers suggestions with his awful expressions 其他时间提供建议与他的可怕表情

Altered refelctions...his whole aura is see-through 改变refelctions ......他的整个光环是看透

With more confessions...I don't want to leave you 随着越来越多的告白......我不想离开你

"This cup should be bottomless!"...as my insecurities spill “这杯应该是深不见底的！ ” ......因为我的不安全感溢出

I see his face fading away. I surely need a refill 我看到他的脸渐渐消失。当然，我需要一个笔芯

I purposely keep still and don't move much 我故意保持不动，不动太多

Except to wet my lips with sips. With every kiss of death I lose touch 除了湿了我的嘴唇啜饮。随着死亡的每一个亲吻我失去联系

I sip the tea carefully because its at the degree of seperation 我小心翼翼地抿茶，因为它的分离度

Tasting the forked tongue in bi-lingual conversation 在品尝双语对话的分叉的舌头

Waiting for his answer still...and at any given chance I will 等待着他的回答还是......在任何给定的机会，我会

Sweet and Low my bitter past...let the cancer kill the small talk 甜和低我痛苦的过去......让癌症杀死小谈

"Alright, man...this bitter taste in my mouth needs to get washed out “好吧，伙计......在我嘴里这种苦味需要得到淘汰

Ghosts in this house don't have anything timely to talk about." 在这所房子里的鬼没有什么适时谈谈。 “

The concept is dead. There's nothing death should interrupt 这个概念已经死了。没有什么死亡应该中断

I went to bed last night with one sip left in the cup 我去睡觉昨晚一抿留在杯