Song | The Attic's Full of Paper Hearts |
Artist | Last November |
Album | All the Gory Details |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Pilgrim | |
There's a sniper in the window, | |
His sights are set on me. | |
I'm sure he'll hit the target, | |
I've never been that lucky. | |
Will you come to my funeral, | |
Put flowers on my grave? | |
And if this doesn't kill me, | |
Will you make me birthday cake? | |
CH: I want to leave a permanent scar on your brain, | |
I want to live in the headlines so you will remember my name. | |
I'll ride in the ambulance, | |
In intensive care. | |
Take me to the E.R. | |
I hate the way they stare. | |
Please, don't act like I'm not here, | |
I hear the words you say. | |
I might be in a coma, | |
But I can tell you're fake. | |
CH: Repeat | |
I know you hired that hit man, | |
And he does good work. | |
And I'm so very glad that, | |
You got your money's worth. | |
Chorus... |
zuo qu : Pilgrim | |
There' s a sniper in the window, | |
His sights are set on me. | |
I' m sure he' ll hit the target, | |
I' ve never been that lucky. | |
Will you come to my funeral, | |
Put flowers on my grave? | |
And if this doesn' t kill me, | |
Will you make me birthday cake? | |
CH: I want to leave a permanent scar on your brain, | |
I want to live in the headlines so you will remember my name. | |
I' ll ride in the ambulance, | |
In intensive care. | |
Take me to the E. R. | |
I hate the way they stare. | |
Please, don' t act like I' m not here, | |
I hear the words you say. | |
I might be in a coma, | |
But I can tell you' re fake. | |
CH: Repeat | |
I know you hired that hit man, | |
And he does good work. | |
And I' m so very glad that, | |
You got your money' s worth. | |
Chorus... |
zuò qǔ : Pilgrim | |
There' s a sniper in the window, | |
His sights are set on me. | |
I' m sure he' ll hit the target, | |
I' ve never been that lucky. | |
Will you come to my funeral, | |
Put flowers on my grave? | |
And if this doesn' t kill me, | |
Will you make me birthday cake? | |
CH: I want to leave a permanent scar on your brain, | |
I want to live in the headlines so you will remember my name. | |
I' ll ride in the ambulance, | |
In intensive care. | |
Take me to the E. R. | |
I hate the way they stare. | |
Please, don' t act like I' m not here, | |
I hear the words you say. | |
I might be in a coma, | |
But I can tell you' re fake. | |
CH: Repeat | |
I know you hired that hit man, | |
And he does good work. | |
And I' m so very glad that, | |
You got your money' s worth. | |
Chorus... |