Take off my shirt
Loosen the buttons and undo my skirt
Stare at myself in the mirror
Pick 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 living for?
Is this my limit?
Can I endure some more?
Chances I'm given, question existing
Who am I living for?
Is this my limit?
Can I endure some more?
Chances I'm given, question existing
Take off my coat
Show them that under here
I'm just like you, do the mistakes
I may make me a fool or a human with flaws
Admit that I'm lost
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" is
Who am I living for?
Is this my limit?
Can I endure some more?
Chances I'm given, question existing
Who am I living for?
Is this my limit?
Can I endure some more?
Chances I'm 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 guys suck sometimes
But when you're in the spotlight
Everything seems good (ooh yeah)
Sometimes I feel like I have it worse '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 I'm given, question existing
Who am I living for?
Is this my limit?
Can I endure some more?
Chances I'm given, question existing
Loosen the buttons and undo my skirt
Stare at myself in the mirror
Pick 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 living for?
Is this my limit?
Can I endure some more?
Chances I'm given, question existing
Who am I living for?
Is this my limit?
Can I endure some more?
Chances I'm given, question existing
Take off my coat
Show them that under here
I'm just like you, do the mistakes
I may make me a fool or a human with flaws
Admit that I'm lost
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" is
Who am I living for?
Is this my limit?
Can I endure some more?
Chances I'm given, question existing
Who am I living for?
Is this my limit?
Can I endure some more?
Chances I'm 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 guys suck sometimes
But when you're in the spotlight
Everything seems good (ooh yeah)
Sometimes I feel like I have it worse '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 I'm given, question existing
Who am I living for?
Is this my limit?
Can I endure some more?
Chances I'm given, question existing
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Question Existing Lyrics as written by Shawn Carter Robert Shea Taylor
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This song is not about a hooker, lol.
Its about Rihanna and her views on the music industry & being in the spotlight and the high's and low's that comes with it.
shes just saying she wants people to like her for her not for what she does.
She talks about how she doesn't want to live anymore; she questions the point of living.
I don't see this as anything about hookers, just about fame and the music industry how it's not all it's cracked up to be.
"Take off my shirt
Loosen the buttons and undo my skirt
Stare at myself in the mirror
Pick 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)"
that sounds alot like to me how the media is telling girls to look a certian way and thus we look at ourself and instead of telling ourself we are beautiful, we are tearing ourself down ["pick me apart piece by piece"].
"Take off my cool
Show them that under here I'm just like you
Do the mistakes I made make me a fool?
Or a human with flaws?
Admit that I'm lost
Round of applause
Take the abuse
Sometimes it feels like they want me to lose
"It's entertainment,"
Is that an excuse? (No)"
I think this part is trying to say were all human, we all make mistakes, just cause we do doesnt make us not "normal". And of course this section is for sure talking about how the media only shows famous peoples bad side and want to make them look bad for our entertianment.
"Dear diary
It's Robyn
Entertaining is something I do for a living
It's not who I am
I like to think that I'm pretty normal
I laugh, I get mad, I hurt
I think I suck sometimes
When you're in the spotlight everything seems good
Sometimes I feel like I have it worse because 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..."
Thats the part i honestly thought was a stripper at first but yea i can see how it makes more sense for it to be a famous person (not just a singer).