Question Existing

Take off my shirt, loosen the buttons and undo my skirt

Stare at myself in the mirror

Take me apart, piece by piece

Sorrow decrease, pressure release

I put in work

Did more than called upon, more than deserved

When it was over, did I wind up hurt? (Yes)

But it taught me, before a decision, ask this question first

Who am I livin' for?

Is this my limit?

Can I endure some more?

Chances are given, question existin'

Who am I living for?

Is this my limit?

Can I endure some more?

Chances are given, question existing

Take off my cool

Show them that under here, I'm just like you

Do the mistakes that may make me a fool

Or a human with loss

And with them a loss, round of applause

Take the abuse, sometimes it feels like they want me to lose

It's entertainment, is that an excuse? (No)

But the question that lingers, whether win or lose

Who am I livin' for?

Is this my limit?

Can I endure some more?

Chances are given, question existing

Who am I living for?

Is this my limit?

Can I endure some more?

Chances are given, question existing

Dear diary, it's Robyn

Entertain is something I do for a living

It's not who I am, I'd like to think that I'm pretty normal

I laugh, I get mad, I hurt, I think I suck sometimes

But when you're in the spotlight, everything seems good (Uh, yeah)

Sometimes I feel like I have it worst

'Cause I have to always keep my guard up

I don't know who to trust

I don't know who wants to date me for who I am

Or who wants to be my friend for who I really am

Who am I living for?

Is this my limit?

Can I endure some more?

Chances are given, question existing

Who am I living for?

Is this my limit?

Can I endure some more?

Chances are given, question existing