| 作词 : Joe Nolan | |
| 作曲 : Joe Nolan | |
| Would you meet me in the graveyard after dark | |
| I wanna bury my secret in your arms | |
| When it’s just us and there’s no one else left | |
| I know you gotta kill me to get ahead | |
| And now the poets fall to their knees | |
| For the captains of the industry | |
| Maybe I’ve been the one having too much fun | |
| So c’mon baby let that bullet leave your gun | |
| I’m tired of singing for their design | |
| Toss another dollar cross the finish line | |
| The girl behind the counter with the broken eyes | |
| She’s the only thing in here to make me feel alive | |
| Drifting through the city streets | |
| Crashing on the couch of the music scene | |
| Where I fell asleep with the devil | |
| Goddamn she was beautiful | |
| And tonight when I cry like a baby | |
| Not even her love’s gonna save me | |
| Cuz I hear what those critics say | |
| It’s funny when you watch your dreams wash away | |
| For what I drink I should know by now | |
| The days turn to years like another round | |
| And everybody’s singing bout a broken heart | |
| I’ve been listening for years from the back of the bar | |
| So would you meet me in the graveyard after dark, | |
| I wanna bury myself in your arms | |
| When everybody’s looking at me | |
| Saying what are you doing with your whole life | |
| What are you doing with your whole life | |
| what are you doing with your whole life | |
| I’m just another dead poet trying to make it out alive |
| zuo ci : Joe Nolan | |
| zuo qu : Joe Nolan | |
| Would you meet me in the graveyard after dark | |
| I wanna bury my secret in your arms | |
| When it' s just us and there' s no one else left | |
| I know you gotta kill me to get ahead | |
| And now the poets fall to their knees | |
| For the captains of the industry | |
| Maybe I' ve been the one having too much fun | |
| So c' mon baby let that bullet leave your gun | |
| I' m tired of singing for their design | |
| Toss another dollar cross the finish line | |
| The girl behind the counter with the broken eyes | |
| She' s the only thing in here to make me feel alive | |
| Drifting through the city streets | |
| Crashing on the couch of the music scene | |
| Where I fell asleep with the devil | |
| Goddamn she was beautiful | |
| And tonight when I cry like a baby | |
| Not even her love' s gonna save me | |
| Cuz I hear what those critics say | |
| It' s funny when you watch your dreams wash away | |
| For what I drink I should know by now | |
| The days turn to years like another round | |
| And everybody' s singing bout a broken heart | |
| I' ve been listening for years from the back of the bar | |
| So would you meet me in the graveyard after dark, | |
| I wanna bury myself in your arms | |
| When everybody' s looking at me | |
| Saying what are you doing with your whole life | |
| What are you doing with your whole life | |
| what are you doing with your whole life | |
| I' m just another dead poet trying to make it out alive |
| zuò cí : Joe Nolan | |
| zuò qǔ : Joe Nolan | |
| Would you meet me in the graveyard after dark | |
| I wanna bury my secret in your arms | |
| When it' s just us and there' s no one else left | |
| I know you gotta kill me to get ahead | |
| And now the poets fall to their knees | |
| For the captains of the industry | |
| Maybe I' ve been the one having too much fun | |
| So c' mon baby let that bullet leave your gun | |
| I' m tired of singing for their design | |
| Toss another dollar cross the finish line | |
| The girl behind the counter with the broken eyes | |
| She' s the only thing in here to make me feel alive | |
| Drifting through the city streets | |
| Crashing on the couch of the music scene | |
| Where I fell asleep with the devil | |
| Goddamn she was beautiful | |
| And tonight when I cry like a baby | |
| Not even her love' s gonna save me | |
| Cuz I hear what those critics say | |
| It' s funny when you watch your dreams wash away | |
| For what I drink I should know by now | |
| The days turn to years like another round | |
| And everybody' s singing bout a broken heart | |
| I' ve been listening for years from the back of the bar | |
| So would you meet me in the graveyard after dark, | |
| I wanna bury myself in your arms | |
| When everybody' s looking at me | |
| Saying what are you doing with your whole life | |
| What are you doing with your whole life | |
| what are you doing with your whole life | |
| I' m just another dead poet trying to make it out alive |
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