| 作曲 : Corabi, Coumo, Kulick | |
| Morning light, | |
| Lands on the face another day begins | |
| In her eyes, | |
| There's the story of a lover who's been disappointed once again | |
| So she combs her hair, she wash her face, | |
| Sings her favorite song, | |
| And she forces out a smile | |
| Now the sun's the same, but her world has changed | |
| And everything she held so dear, | |
| It's all on trial | |
| She said, love... | |
| I don't need it any more | |
| She said, love... | |
| It lies in pieces on her floor | |
| Love... | |
| I don't need you any more | |
| She said, love... | |
| It keeps on walking out that door | |
| Day-dream weaver, Paint a picture perfect in her mind | |
| Make-believer, | |
| They offer up a story where the ending always turns out right | |
| So she takes a drag of a cigarette, | |
| With her hair in her hands, | |
| Keeps on asking why | |
| All the bad that comes as the goodluck goes, | |
| She's cryin' up a river, | |
| But the river's about to run dry | |
| She said, love... | |
| I don't need it any more | |
| She said, love... | |
| It lies in pieces on her floor | |
| Love... | |
| I don't need you any more | |
| She said, love... | |
| Now it's walking out her door | |
| Love... | |
| I don't need you any more | |
| She said, love... | |
| It lies in pieces on her floor | |
| Love... | |
| I don't need you any more | |
| She said, love... | |
| It keeps on walking out, it's walking out | |
| Love... | |
| I don't need it any more | |
| She said love... | |
| Lies in pieces on her bedroom floor | |
| Love... | |
| I don't need you any more | |
| She said love... | |
| Tell me, what the Hell is love? | |
| Love | |
| Bye-bye |
| zuo qu : Corabi, Coumo, Kulick | |
| Morning light, | |
| Lands on the face another day begins | |
| In her eyes, | |
| There' s the story of a lover who' s been disappointed once again | |
| So she combs her hair, she wash her face, | |
| Sings her favorite song, | |
| And she forces out a smile | |
| Now the sun' s the same, but her world has changed | |
| And everything she held so dear, | |
| It' s all on trial | |
| She said, love... | |
| I don' t need it any more | |
| She said, love... | |
| It lies in pieces on her floor | |
| Love... | |
| I don' t need you any more | |
| She said, love... | |
| It keeps on walking out that door | |
| Daydream weaver, Paint a picture perfect in her mind | |
| Makebeliever, | |
| They offer up a story where the ending always turns out right | |
| So she takes a drag of a cigarette, | |
| With her hair in her hands, | |
| Keeps on asking why | |
| All the bad that comes as the goodluck goes, | |
| She' s cryin' up a river, | |
| But the river' s about to run dry | |
| She said, love... | |
| I don' t need it any more | |
| She said, love... | |
| It lies in pieces on her floor | |
| Love... | |
| I don' t need you any more | |
| She said, love... | |
| Now it' s walking out her door | |
| Love... | |
| I don' t need you any more | |
| She said, love... | |
| It lies in pieces on her floor | |
| Love... | |
| I don' t need you any more | |
| She said, love... | |
| It keeps on walking out, it' s walking out | |
| Love... | |
| I don' t need it any more | |
| She said love... | |
| Lies in pieces on her bedroom floor | |
| Love... | |
| I don' t need you any more | |
| She said love... | |
| Tell me, what the Hell is love? | |
| Love | |
| Byebye |
| zuò qǔ : Corabi, Coumo, Kulick | |
| Morning light, | |
| Lands on the face another day begins | |
| In her eyes, | |
| There' s the story of a lover who' s been disappointed once again | |
| So she combs her hair, she wash her face, | |
| Sings her favorite song, | |
| And she forces out a smile | |
| Now the sun' s the same, but her world has changed | |
| And everything she held so dear, | |
| It' s all on trial | |
| She said, love... | |
| I don' t need it any more | |
| She said, love... | |
| It lies in pieces on her floor | |
| Love... | |
| I don' t need you any more | |
| She said, love... | |
| It keeps on walking out that door | |
| Daydream weaver, Paint a picture perfect in her mind | |
| Makebeliever, | |
| They offer up a story where the ending always turns out right | |
| So she takes a drag of a cigarette, | |
| With her hair in her hands, | |
| Keeps on asking why | |
| All the bad that comes as the goodluck goes, | |
| She' s cryin' up a river, | |
| But the river' s about to run dry | |
| She said, love... | |
| I don' t need it any more | |
| She said, love... | |
| It lies in pieces on her floor | |
| Love... | |
| I don' t need you any more | |
| She said, love... | |
| Now it' s walking out her door | |
| Love... | |
| I don' t need you any more | |
| She said, love... | |
| It lies in pieces on her floor | |
| Love... | |
| I don' t need you any more | |
| She said, love... | |
| It keeps on walking out, it' s walking out | |
| Love... | |
| I don' t need it any more | |
| She said love... | |
| Lies in pieces on her bedroom floor | |
| Love... | |
| I don' t need you any more | |
| She said love... | |
| Tell me, what the Hell is love? | |
| Love | |
| Byebye |
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