Song | Bruiseology |
Artist | The Waitresses |
Album | Bruiseology |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Butler, Waitresses | |
OK, it's over | |
That's it, I'm quitting | |
Yes, I'll deny it | |
Never wanted this anyway | |
No, it's not over | |
I'm never stopping | |
I can't deny it | |
I've been wanting this all my life | |
Or I can go back | |
Be the girl that I was | |
Before it's easy | |
Just admit I don't have the guts | |
But do I ever | |
Take things so lightly? | |
I am a fighter | |
Won't surrender all that I've gained | |
I'd say there's a conflict here | |
The right thing to do's not clear | |
Beat my brain up | |
Trying to fit the two sides together | |
(CHORUS x4:) | |
Then you hit me with the hard facts | |
Then everything cracks | |
And that's a bruiseology | |
It's just a simple | |
Change of direction | |
Just keep repeating | |
Wasn't really me all along | |
Over my shoulder | |
A fading figure | |
Someone who's different | |
By a hundred eighty degrees | |
Pretend this never | |
Happened, I better | |
Practice my crawling | |
Back with a tail 'tween my legs | |
Or is there somewhere | |
In this contradiction | |
Some place where | |
These two sides can meet? | |
I'd say there's a conflict here | |
The right thing to do's not clear | |
Beat my brain up | |
Trying to fit the two sides together | |
(CHORUS x4:) | |
Then you hit me with the hard facts | |
Then everything cracks | |
And that's a bruiseology | |
OK, it's over | |
No it's not over | |
L can always go back | |
But will I ever? | |
That's it, I'm quitting | |
I'm never stopping | |
Be the girl that I was | |
Take things so lightly | |
I can't deny it | |
I've been wanting this all my life | |
(CHORUS repeats til end:) | |
And then you hit me with the hard facts | |
Then everything cracks | |
And that's a bruiseology |
zuo ci : Butler, Waitresses | |
OK, it' s over | |
That' s it, I' m quitting | |
Yes, I' ll deny it | |
Never wanted this anyway | |
No, it' s not over | |
I' m never stopping | |
I can' t deny it | |
I' ve been wanting this all my life | |
Or I can go back | |
Be the girl that I was | |
Before it' s easy | |
Just admit I don' t have the guts | |
But do I ever | |
Take things so lightly? | |
I am a fighter | |
Won' t surrender all that I' ve gained | |
I' d say there' s a conflict here | |
The right thing to do' s not clear | |
Beat my brain up | |
Trying to fit the two sides together | |
CHORUS x4: | |
Then you hit me with the hard facts | |
Then everything cracks | |
And that' s a bruiseology | |
It' s just a simple | |
Change of direction | |
Just keep repeating | |
Wasn' t really me all along | |
Over my shoulder | |
A fading figure | |
Someone who' s different | |
By a hundred eighty degrees | |
Pretend this never | |
Happened, I better | |
Practice my crawling | |
Back with a tail ' tween my legs | |
Or is there somewhere | |
In this contradiction | |
Some place where | |
These two sides can meet? | |
I' d say there' s a conflict here | |
The right thing to do' s not clear | |
Beat my brain up | |
Trying to fit the two sides together | |
CHORUS x4: | |
Then you hit me with the hard facts | |
Then everything cracks | |
And that' s a bruiseology | |
OK, it' s over | |
No it' s not over | |
L can always go back | |
But will I ever? | |
That' s it, I' m quitting | |
I' m never stopping | |
Be the girl that I was | |
Take things so lightly | |
I can' t deny it | |
I' ve been wanting this all my life | |
CHORUS repeats til end: | |
And then you hit me with the hard facts | |
Then everything cracks | |
And that' s a bruiseology |
zuò cí : Butler, Waitresses | |
OK, it' s over | |
That' s it, I' m quitting | |
Yes, I' ll deny it | |
Never wanted this anyway | |
No, it' s not over | |
I' m never stopping | |
I can' t deny it | |
I' ve been wanting this all my life | |
Or I can go back | |
Be the girl that I was | |
Before it' s easy | |
Just admit I don' t have the guts | |
But do I ever | |
Take things so lightly? | |
I am a fighter | |
Won' t surrender all that I' ve gained | |
I' d say there' s a conflict here | |
The right thing to do' s not clear | |
Beat my brain up | |
Trying to fit the two sides together | |
CHORUS x4: | |
Then you hit me with the hard facts | |
Then everything cracks | |
And that' s a bruiseology | |
It' s just a simple | |
Change of direction | |
Just keep repeating | |
Wasn' t really me all along | |
Over my shoulder | |
A fading figure | |
Someone who' s different | |
By a hundred eighty degrees | |
Pretend this never | |
Happened, I better | |
Practice my crawling | |
Back with a tail ' tween my legs | |
Or is there somewhere | |
In this contradiction | |
Some place where | |
These two sides can meet? | |
I' d say there' s a conflict here | |
The right thing to do' s not clear | |
Beat my brain up | |
Trying to fit the two sides together | |
CHORUS x4: | |
Then you hit me with the hard facts | |
Then everything cracks | |
And that' s a bruiseology | |
OK, it' s over | |
No it' s not over | |
L can always go back | |
But will I ever? | |
That' s it, I' m quitting | |
I' m never stopping | |
Be the girl that I was | |
Take things so lightly | |
I can' t deny it | |
I' ve been wanting this all my life | |
CHORUS repeats til end: | |
And then you hit me with the hard facts | |
Then everything cracks | |
And that' s a bruiseology |