Mode d'Emploi 7: Album Photoshoot

Florent Mothe: That’s the director… of Mode d’Emploi!

Die Frau voiceover: Florent came in with a pretty good amount of ideas; he wanted to illustrate a lot of his songs.  I think it’s a very good idea to have this portrait of him with a black eye that says that we’re in a complicated time for men, where a man has to be macho and at the same time sensitive enough to understand what their girlfriends and friends want, you know? 

Die Frau to Florent: Good, like that but less pained, because I'm just a pig, all you have to do is beat me up!

Die Frau voiceover: It’s funny because Florent is a very handsome man, but he let us put the black eye on him willingly.  A lot of artists aren’t like that; they only want to show us their best side.

Florent Mothe's first single: Je ne sais pas

Here are my attempts at transcribing the lyrics:
 

J’arrive pas à dire au revoir Les yeux dans les yeux Dans le noir sans ton regard Je saurais peut-être mieux M’en veux pas Si je te parais lâche Pour tout ce que je gâche Je me dis parfois C’est par peur d’être heureux (Refrain) Je ne sais pas parler d’amour Je ne sais pas demander pardon J’ai toujours peur d’être en dessous Que tu m’ais attendu Et puis t’avoir déçu Il faudra toujours entre nous Ne pas tricher ni se mentir, non Mais au fond de toi saurais-tu Me dire en face que Que tu ne m’aimes plus? Je n’arrive pas à m’en aller À me dire que ça serait mieux Je ne peux pas Laisser les bras Et encore moins baisser les yeux M’en veux pas Si je manque de courage Si je rêve d’autres voyages Si à chaque fois Je ne fais que m’enfuir

I can’t bring myself to say goodbye Eye to eye In the dark without your gaze Maybe I have a better idea how Don’t be mad at me If I seem lazy For everything I mess up Sometimes I tell myself It’s out of fear of being happy (Refrain) I don’t know how to talk about love I don’t know how to ask forgiveness I’m afraid of being beneath What you expected of me And then to have disappointed you The two of us should never Cheat or lie to each other, no But at your core would you know How to tell me face to face That you don’t love me anymore? I can’t make myself leave Or tell myself that that would be better I can’t Drop my arms Or even lower my gaze Don’t be mad at me If I don’t have enough courage If I dream of other journeys If every time I just run away