My room faces north
But the sun's in the south
I am just waking up
To the news of my birth
I am a girl and I'm lucky to be here
Whatever that's worth
Like an ostrich
I lived with my head in the sand
I slipped into corners
I sat on my hands
I learned to stifle
The shouts and the outrage
I'm feeling deep down
With my chains falling off
Cafés and walkaways
And sculptured weekends
I am getting to love my freedom
I am getting to like my surroundings
My room faces north
But the sun's in the south
You are far out of reach
Could I be any worth?
My mind is unknowing
Of any such luck
So I yell out the window
I answer the mail
My diary is quiet, the definitive nail
In my social coffin
I blame all the boffins
For making me fail
For an hour in the park
Or an hour on the couch
With the boy of my choice
If he makes me go "Ouch!"
I will swap all my dumb school prizes
My room faces north
But the sun's in the south
You are far out of reach
Perfect hand, perfect mouth
I'll barter my freedom
I'll trade all my medals
Please keep me in dreams
I don't want commitment
I don't want the drama
I just want your jeans
I just want your jeans
🎵
LRC歌词版本
My room faces north
But the sun's in the south
I am just waking up
To the news of my birth
I am a girl and I'm lucky to be here
Whatever that's worth
Like an ostrich
I lived with my head in the sand
I slipped into corners
I sat on my hands
I learned to stifle
The shouts and the outrage
I'm feeling deep down
With my chains falling off
Cafés and walkaways
And sculptured weekends
I am getting to love my freedom
I am getting to like my surroundings
My room faces north
But the sun's in the south
You are far out of reach
Could I be any worth?
My mind is unknowing
Of any such luck
So I yell out the window
I answer the mail
My diary is quiet, the definitive nail
In my social coffin
I blame all the boffins
For making me fail
For an hour in the park
Or an hour on the couch
With the boy of my choice
If he makes me go "Ouch!"
I will swap all my dumb school prizes
My room faces north
But the sun's in the south
You are far out of reach
Perfect hand, perfect mouth
I'll barter my freedom
I'll trade all my medals
Please keep me in dreams
I don't want commitment
I don't want the drama
I just want your jeans
I just want your jeans
📝
纯歌词版本
My room faces north
But the sun's in the south
I am just waking up
To the news of my birth
I am a girl and I'm lucky to be here
Whatever that's worth
Like an ostrich
I lived with my head in the sand
I slipped into corners
I sat on my hands
I learned to stifle
The shouts and the outrage
I'm feeling deep down
With my chains falling off
Cafés and walkaways
And sculptured weekends
I am getting to love my freedom
I am getting to like my surroundings
My room faces north
But the sun's in the south
You are far out of reach
Could I be any worth?
My mind is unknowing
Of any such luck
So I yell out the window
I answer the mail
My diary is quiet, the definitive nail
In my social coffin
I blame all the boffins
For making me fail
For an hour in the park
Or an hour on the couch
With the boy of my choice
If he makes me go "Ouch!"
I will swap all my dumb school prizes
My room faces north
But the sun's in the south
You are far out of reach
Perfect hand, perfect mouth
I'll barter my freedom
I'll trade all my medals
Please keep me in dreams
I don't want commitment
I don't want the drama
I just want your jeans
I just want your jeans
🎵
LRC歌词版本
My room faces north
But the sun's in the south
I am just waking up
To the news of my birth
I am a girl and I'm lucky to be here
Whatever that's worth
Like an ostrich
I lived with my head in the sand
I slipped into corners
I sat on my hands
I learned to stifle
The shouts and the outrage
I'm feeling deep down
With my chains falling off
Cafés and walkaways
And sculptured weekends
I am getting to love my freedom
I am getting to like my surroundings
My room faces north
But the sun's in the south
You are far out of reach
Could I be any worth?
My mind is unknowing
Of any such luck
So I yell out the window
I answer the mail
My diary is quiet, the definitive nail
In my social coffin
I blame all the boffins
For making me fail
For an hour in the park
Or an hour on the couch
With the boy of my choice
If he makes me go "Ouch!"
I will swap all my dumb school prizes
My room faces north
But the sun's in the south
You are far out of reach
Perfect hand, perfect mouth
I'll barter my freedom
I'll trade all my medals
Please keep me in dreams
I don't want commitment
I don't want the drama
I just want your jeans
I just want your jeans