L'oreille coupée [English translation]

I am annoying and tiresome,

always late, never happy.

I am a bit of an oaf too,

very nosy when I get the chance.

I am a sickly scaredy-cat,

not your average smart cookie.

I have two left hands,

tomorrow I'll go broke

and the worst might yet come.

I am my own arrow's target.

Ink drying on my chest.

I've got a lyre fish memory

and my memory is hazy.

I gossip for hours on end.

I ruined my sister's life.

I am an ambiguous blade.

I want to sing high all the time.

I don't answer the phone.

I tinker, I scribble,

I break and get everything dirty.

I don't talk much.

And despite all this

you're still there.

Tell me again why you don't run from me?

I am the awakening angst.

I am the insomnia from the day before.

I am scared often enough.

I'd rather not be in the front seat.

I always get swamped.

I can judge, I can hate.

I remember all useless things.

I never feel relaxed.

And the worst is yet to come.

I'm always hurting someplace.

Whatever happens, I'm always cold.

I leave food to rot.

And I wrecked some cars too.

I'm scared when they speak of me.

I'm scared when they don't.

I laugh then cry in an instant.

Please pay attention to me.

I don't answer the phone.

I tinker, I scribble,

I break and get everything dirty.

I don't talk much.

And despite all this

you're still there.

Tell me again why you don't run from me?

And despite all this

you're still there.

Tell me again why you don't run from me?

• Artist:Jeanne Cherhal
• Album:Histoire de J.