| Song | The Unwritten Pages |
| Artist | Pretty Maids |
| Album | Carpe Diem |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Atkins, Hammer | |
| Everyday routine | |
| Just the same old scene | |
| There's no love between us | |
| It's dying | |
| If I will you wont | |
| If you do | |
| I don't Love is skin and bone | |
| Accusation's flying | |
| Now there's nothing that could solve our differencies | |
| And change our acts of no address | |
| We're only suffering from our reality | |
| It's just a game of hit and miss | |
| All the bridges left behind | |
| The bliss we couldn't find | |
| All the unwritten pages | |
| We don't know what is to come | |
| We can not see beyond | |
| The unwritten pages | |
| No more bitter pills | |
| Mental overkill | |
| We just fool ourselves | |
| All this fuzz and fighting | |
| No more vicious words | |
| All they do is hurt | |
| No more throwing dirt | |
| Girl we're sliding | |
| There ain't no cure for all this heartbreak overload | |
| Our lives are left in disarray | |
| We're holding on to something we lost so long ago | |
| We should have gone our separate ways [Chorus] | |
| Now love is colder | |
| Like the river turning ice | |
| There ain't no feelings to restore | |
| They're gone forevermore | |
| Nothing to work out | |
| Nothing to retain | |
| You see there ain't no common ground | |
| No passion to be found | |
| We ought to know |
| zuo qu : Atkins, Hammer | |
| Everyday routine | |
| Just the same old scene | |
| There' s no love between us | |
| It' s dying | |
| If I will you wont | |
| If you do | |
| I don' t Love is skin and bone | |
| Accusation' s flying | |
| Now there' s nothing that could solve our differencies | |
| And change our acts of no address | |
| We' re only suffering from our reality | |
| It' s just a game of hit and miss | |
| All the bridges left behind | |
| The bliss we couldn' t find | |
| All the unwritten pages | |
| We don' t know what is to come | |
| We can not see beyond | |
| The unwritten pages | |
| No more bitter pills | |
| Mental overkill | |
| We just fool ourselves | |
| All this fuzz and fighting | |
| No more vicious words | |
| All they do is hurt | |
| No more throwing dirt | |
| Girl we' re sliding | |
| There ain' t no cure for all this heartbreak overload | |
| Our lives are left in disarray | |
| We' re holding on to something we lost so long ago | |
| We should have gone our separate ways Chorus | |
| Now love is colder | |
| Like the river turning ice | |
| There ain' t no feelings to restore | |
| They' re gone forevermore | |
| Nothing to work out | |
| Nothing to retain | |
| You see there ain' t no common ground | |
| No passion to be found | |
| We ought to know |
| zuò qǔ : Atkins, Hammer | |
| Everyday routine | |
| Just the same old scene | |
| There' s no love between us | |
| It' s dying | |
| If I will you wont | |
| If you do | |
| I don' t Love is skin and bone | |
| Accusation' s flying | |
| Now there' s nothing that could solve our differencies | |
| And change our acts of no address | |
| We' re only suffering from our reality | |
| It' s just a game of hit and miss | |
| All the bridges left behind | |
| The bliss we couldn' t find | |
| All the unwritten pages | |
| We don' t know what is to come | |
| We can not see beyond | |
| The unwritten pages | |
| No more bitter pills | |
| Mental overkill | |
| We just fool ourselves | |
| All this fuzz and fighting | |
| No more vicious words | |
| All they do is hurt | |
| No more throwing dirt | |
| Girl we' re sliding | |
| There ain' t no cure for all this heartbreak overload | |
| Our lives are left in disarray | |
| We' re holding on to something we lost so long ago | |
| We should have gone our separate ways Chorus | |
| Now love is colder | |
| Like the river turning ice | |
| There ain' t no feelings to restore | |
| They' re gone forevermore | |
| Nothing to work out | |
| Nothing to retain | |
| You see there ain' t no common ground | |
| No passion to be found | |
| We ought to know |