怎麼辦 [Zěn me bàn] [English translation]

She didn't return home last night, wouldn't even pick up the phone

The rain has stopped, I'm still thinking about her

The phone call suddenly stopped, the background music seems to be from a bar

But she says, it's because her phone battery died

Trying to purposely hide something

her life is full of layers of passcodes

Why does she make love complicated

My friends all reason with me and ask me to leave her before it's too late

to forget her

What do I do? I really have no way of dealing with this

What do I do? I still love her

Even if she's foul mouthed,

never does laundry nor cooks

Her life is a mess, she's such a whore

What do I do? There's really no way for me to deal with this

What do I do? I still love her very much

Even though she is a gold-digger, is vain, and is too whore-ish

She's always among cigarettes and drinks, she rarely comes home

I still stay with her

Her home is dirty and messy, hair everyone

On her phone is missed calls from numerous men

She says this is who she is

Not her fault that I fell in love with her

She didn't return home last night, wouldn't even pick up the phone

The rain has stopped, I'm still thinking about her

The phone call suddenly stopped, the background music seems to be from a bar

But she says, it's because her phone battery died

Trying to purposely hide something

her life is full of layers of passcodes

Why does she make love complicated

My friends all reason with me and ask me to leave her before it's too late

to forget her

What do I do? I really have no way of dealing with this

What do I do? I still love her

Even if she's foul mouthed,

never does laundry nor cooks

Her life is a mess, she's such a whore

What do I do? There's really no way for me to deal with this

What do I do? I still love her very much

Even though she is a gold-digger, is vain, and is too whore-ish

She's always among cigarettes and drinks, she rarely comes home

I still stay with her

Her home is dirty and messy, hair everyone

On her phone is missed calls from numerous men

She says this is who she is

Not her fault that I fell in love with her

What do I do? I really have no way of dealing with this

What do I do? I still love her

Even if she's foul mouthed,

never does laundry nor cooks

Her life is a mess, she's such a whore

What do I do? There's really no way for me to deal with this

What do I do? I still love her very much

Even though she is a gold-digger, is vain, and is too whore-ish

She's always among cigarettes and drinks, she rarely comes home

I still stay with her

staying with her

I still stay with her

staying with her