东京事变 - 《深夜枠》

i think i only love your profile

and i yours you look nice from the side

…were i you i would have said something better

like what? i can find nothing to say

“try to search for…”

you don't know me 'cause you do not know yourself

neither do you…look at yourself

“try to search for my face of truth”

── so we touch each other strongly after slight inquiry and play our

trump card and scar ourselves for life we are so fine that is

exactly what we have really wanted──

i know you better than you know yourself

that's not possible after all i've never known you

“try to show me your face of truth”

── when i want to put my detector deep inside you just as now

you shut off the one way in then hide it away just as now

what's more when you want to go out i want to stay home and

vice versa──

“lovely!”

you know my profile better than i do i imagine and vice versa

i know your profile better than you i promise and vice versa

── but you'll you never see my front i'll never see your face

and i'll never see your front you'll never see my face──