| 作词 : Sheik | |
| I keep reading all that graffiti on your back | |
| You brush over it but the paint begins to blister and crack | |
| Well, I can see that she forgot to cross a T, an oversight | |
| Why don't you just tell her to finish what she's started | |
| And get it right | |
| My script has a lighter touch | |
| She leaves an impression | |
| And when you find her a bit too much | |
| I'm not your concession | |
| Refrain: | |
| Well, there are things you can't undo | |
| Although your conscience needs you to | |
| And if there's decency in you | |
| It's barely breathin' | |
| This is not your typical dysfunctional mess | |
| 'Cause not once ounce of guilt is coming over you | |
| You won't confess | |
| But your essance reeks of her | |
| She's in my bed | |
| And your speech is well rehearsed | |
| It's not in my head | |
| -Refrain- |
| zuo ci : Sheik | |
| I keep reading all that graffiti on your back | |
| You brush over it but the paint begins to blister and crack | |
| Well, I can see that she forgot to cross a T, an oversight | |
| Why don' t you just tell her to finish what she' s started | |
| And get it right | |
| My script has a lighter touch | |
| She leaves an impression | |
| And when you find her a bit too much | |
| I' m not your concession | |
| Refrain: | |
| Well, there are things you can' t undo | |
| Although your conscience needs you to | |
| And if there' s decency in you | |
| It' s barely breathin' | |
| This is not your typical dysfunctional mess | |
| ' Cause not once ounce of guilt is coming over you | |
| You won' t confess | |
| But your essance reeks of her | |
| She' s in my bed | |
| And your speech is well rehearsed | |
| It' s not in my head | |
| Refrain |
| zuò cí : Sheik | |
| I keep reading all that graffiti on your back | |
| You brush over it but the paint begins to blister and crack | |
| Well, I can see that she forgot to cross a T, an oversight | |
| Why don' t you just tell her to finish what she' s started | |
| And get it right | |
| My script has a lighter touch | |
| She leaves an impression | |
| And when you find her a bit too much | |
| I' m not your concession | |
| Refrain: | |
| Well, there are things you can' t undo | |
| Although your conscience needs you to | |
| And if there' s decency in you | |
| It' s barely breathin' | |
| This is not your typical dysfunctional mess | |
| ' Cause not once ounce of guilt is coming over you | |
| You won' t confess | |
| But your essance reeks of her | |
| She' s in my bed | |
| And your speech is well rehearsed | |
| It' s not in my head | |
| Refrain |