| 作词 : Ida Gard/Boe Larsen | |
| 作曲 : Ida Gard/Boe Larsen | |
| I cut my hair the other day 'cause I felt like changing something | |
| Took a razor blade and held it close to my ear | |
| then I let it slide through the soft dark curls | |
| I will never be her | |
| The mirror told me to stop but my hands just wouldn't listen | |
| One by one the locks fell to the floor | |
| And all along I had the fun of making bad things worse | |
| I will never be her | |
| It is never gonna be good enough | |
| It is never gonna be good enough | |
| Never gonna be good enough | |
| Never gonna be good enough | |
| I am never gonna be good enough | |
| I am never gonna be good enough | |
| Never gonna be good enough | |
| Never gonna be good enough | |
| Looking at a lifetime of ponytails | |
| One-hundred-thousand tiny threads untied on the floor | |
| 'Cause no one appreciates a well made French braid around here anymore | |
| It is never gonna be good enough | |
| It is never gonna be good enough | |
| Never gonna be good enough | |
| Never gonna be good enough | |
| I am never gonna be good enough | |
| I am never gonna be good enough | |
| Never gonna be good enough | |
| Never gonna be good enough | |
| I cut my hair to make it clear that I make my own decisions | |
| I cut it off to show that I'm not who she thinks | |
| And here I stand looking at the me I always were | |
| I will never be her |
| zuo ci : Ida Gard Boe Larsen | |
| zuo qu : Ida Gard Boe Larsen | |
| I cut my hair the other day ' cause I felt like changing something | |
| Took a razor blade and held it close to my ear | |
| then I let it slide through the soft dark curls | |
| I will never be her | |
| The mirror told me to stop but my hands just wouldn' t listen | |
| One by one the locks fell to the floor | |
| And all along I had the fun of making bad things worse | |
| I will never be her | |
| It is never gonna be good enough | |
| It is never gonna be good enough | |
| Never gonna be good enough | |
| Never gonna be good enough | |
| I am never gonna be good enough | |
| I am never gonna be good enough | |
| Never gonna be good enough | |
| Never gonna be good enough | |
| Looking at a lifetime of ponytails | |
| Onehundredthousand tiny threads untied on the floor | |
| ' Cause no one appreciates a well made French braid around here anymore | |
| It is never gonna be good enough | |
| It is never gonna be good enough | |
| Never gonna be good enough | |
| Never gonna be good enough | |
| I am never gonna be good enough | |
| I am never gonna be good enough | |
| Never gonna be good enough | |
| Never gonna be good enough | |
| I cut my hair to make it clear that I make my own decisions | |
| I cut it off to show that I' m not who she thinks | |
| And here I stand looking at the me I always were | |
| I will never be her |
| zuò cí : Ida Gard Boe Larsen | |
| zuò qǔ : Ida Gard Boe Larsen | |
| I cut my hair the other day ' cause I felt like changing something | |
| Took a razor blade and held it close to my ear | |
| then I let it slide through the soft dark curls | |
| I will never be her | |
| The mirror told me to stop but my hands just wouldn' t listen | |
| One by one the locks fell to the floor | |
| And all along I had the fun of making bad things worse | |
| I will never be her | |
| It is never gonna be good enough | |
| It is never gonna be good enough | |
| Never gonna be good enough | |
| Never gonna be good enough | |
| I am never gonna be good enough | |
| I am never gonna be good enough | |
| Never gonna be good enough | |
| Never gonna be good enough | |
| Looking at a lifetime of ponytails | |
| Onehundredthousand tiny threads untied on the floor | |
| ' Cause no one appreciates a well made French braid around here anymore | |
| It is never gonna be good enough | |
| It is never gonna be good enough | |
| Never gonna be good enough | |
| Never gonna be good enough | |
| I am never gonna be good enough | |
| I am never gonna be good enough | |
| Never gonna be good enough | |
| Never gonna be good enough | |
| I cut my hair to make it clear that I make my own decisions | |
| I cut it off to show that I' m not who she thinks | |
| And here I stand looking at the me I always were | |
| I will never be her |