When I was younger, I wish that I would have known better. 当我年轻的时候，我想我会了解得更多。

Better love makes a fat romance, that lasts for more than a shoe shine. 美好的爱情使脂肪的恋情，已经持续了一个多擦鞋。

I’m older, took all the words of my mother, saying, 我年纪大了，把我母亲的一切话，说：

It could be worse, could be born with that disease, instead of catching it first. 它可能会更糟，可能与该疾病的诞生，而不是先抓它。

So let’s go back, to the first time, that I met you, in your Chevy, with your hands stretched, and me crying, screaming, “Mercy. Mercy.” 因此，让我们回去，第一次，我遇见了你，在你的雪佛兰，用你的双手伸展，和我哭，尖叫， “慈悲。怜悯。 “

But I know that, I was put here, to fight Vikings, in the cold war, with my arms out, in the front lines, singing, “Dare me. Dare me.” 但我知道，我在这里说，打击海盗，在冷战，我的双臂，站在第一线，唱歌， “我不敢。我不敢。 “

But these things take time love. 但是，这些事情需要时间的爱情。

These things take backbone. 这些事情需要骨干。

And they’ll tell you what you want to hear ’cause they think it’s better. Better. 他们会告诉你你想听到“因为他们认为这是好东西。好。

But you better know how to point out the liars. 但是你最好懂得要指出的骗子。

You’ve got to weigh your wars make sure you’re not fighting for nothing. Nothing. 你必须权衡你的战争，确保你没有争取什么。什么都没有。

Are you fighting for nothing? 你争抢什么？

It feels like this world has been growing slowly upside down. 这感觉就像这个世界一直在增长缓慢倒挂。

Maybe I should move to China, and straighten this mess out. 也许我应该搬到中国，并理顺这个烂摊子了。

Maybe I’ll be a poet. 也许我会成为一个诗人。

Watch all the sky for falling words. 观看所有的天空落下的话。

And write about my grandma’s curtains, or the lady who put the Chinese buffet in her purse. 和写我奶奶的窗帘，或者谁把中国自助她的钱包的女士。

I’ve got my mouth. 我有我的嘴。

It’s a weapon. It’s a bombshell. It’s a cannon. I’ve got my words. 这是一个武器。这是一个重磅炸弹。这是一门大炮。我有我的话。

I won’t give them mercy. Mercy. I’ve got my words. I hope they hurt you. 我不会给他们摆布。怜悯。我有我的话。我希望他们伤害你。

I hope they scar you. I hope they heal you. 我希望他们留下疤痕你。我希望他们为你疗伤。

I hope they cut you open, make you see you’ve been warring for all the wrong reasons. 我希望他们砍你打开，让你看到你一直在交战的所有错误的原因。

Make you see that some things are worth bruising for. 让你明白，有些事情是值得青紫的。

Make you see that your name is your honor code. 让你看到，你的名字就是你的荣誉守则。

Make you see that your hands you’re accounted for. 让你看到，你占了你的手。

Pick and choose where your sweat and your blood will go. 挑选其中你的汗水，你的血会。

Make you see your life’s not to be lived alone. 让你看到你的生活不是被一个人住。

Run their spit through your hair, you’re worth nothing. Nothing. 通过你的头发的吐了，你没什么看头。什么都没有。