She said, "It's pretty, but you hate yourself; I can hear it clear as day."
and I say, "When I sing like this, it sounds worse than it is; I'm okay, okay"
and I say, "When I sing like this, it sounds worse than it is; I'm okay, okay"
...I'm racing towards the one mistake that locks me in my place...
Seems just like every movement we all take these days.
I had a look into the Haruki Murakami novel where the quote you left originates. I'm intrigued, and I'll keep it in mind for the next time I buy books.