You love your truck. You love those heated seats. You love how tires power through to conquer roads when asphalt ends. You love the crispness of the sound from speakers when you turn the volume up so windows rattle through the neighborhood.

你爱你的卡车，爱它的加热座椅。

爱它轮胎碾过土路，一往无前。

You consider me too cold. You don't know how to navigate my moods. You would rather drive away so you can't hear my words.

爱把音响开到最大，刺耳的声响震得窗户嗡嗡响，传遍整条街。

You love your truck way more than you love me.

你说我太冷，不懂怎么应付我的情绪。

You leave tread marks on my back

你宁愿开车逃走，也不想听我说一句话。

as exhaust fumes fill the air.

你爱你的卡车，远胜过爱我。

车轮在我背上碾出痕迹，

尾气弥漫在空气里。