The lyrics of Huang Xiaohu's "the maturity of heartache"

The moment when I was tired of fighting

You find your heart old

There is no answer to many things

What's the point of arguing about right and wrong

The moment when even lies are forgiven

You suspect your heart is dead

Everyone is complicated

Who can tell the truth forever

There's always an excuse when you accept a lover

Also accepted that happiness will not last forever

The occasional consideration is worth clapping

No longer extravagant is how sad mature

You accept that there is always a gap in life

Also accepted the reality, never gentle

Tears are better than a bitter smile

How sad and mature is self consolation

The moment when even lies are forgiven

You suspect your heart is dead

Everyone is complicated

Who can tell the truth forever

There's always an excuse when you accept a lover

Also accepted that happiness will not last forever

The occasional consideration is worth clapping

No longer extravagant is how sad mature

You accept that there is always a gap in life

Also accepted the reality, never gentle

Tears are better than a bitter smile

How sad and mature is self consolation

How sad and mature is self consolation