| Song | Hysterical Wife |
| Artist | Norma |
| Album | Female Jungle |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : NoRMa | |
| 作曲 : NoRMa | |
| I curse and I blow things out of proportion, | |
| You're in the next room with your headphones on | |
| I know you frown upon my "mood swings" | |
| I'm hysterical too, you got the whole deal | |
| The Spirit and the Flesh were working till they didn't | |
| I'm a stranger to your eyes now | |
| Screws are loose, I refuse to arise | |
| Out of the few things I cherish I'll just keep a few | |
| I'll pack up the Faulkner's and the Hemingway's too | |
| I don't need much where i'm heading to, no hopes, no plans | |
| Only mysteries attend where i'm going to | |
| I'll speak to myself if I want to, I'll eat what i can if I need to | |
| I'll love you in the craziest way I can | |
| You're the best thing I ever did see with my own eyes | |
| The warmest skin I've touched with my greedy eyes | |
| You know me too well and i hate myself so I can't let you love me | |
| Now it's a pickle you bet! I must think ahead | |
| Not treat you like a pet or my daddy just yet | |
| Should I free you from the spell? | |
| Let the princess burn in hell, forget about her | |
| I'm headed to the waterfalls, I'm taking the Fall | |
| We're beating to our own drums, we're visionary both | |
| I'm not sure how to end this song, I'll wait till you get back from work and see how it goes | |
| Your hysterical wife | |
| Your hysterical wife |
| zuo ci : NoRMa | |
| zuo qu : NoRMa | |
| I curse and I blow things out of proportion, | |
| You' re in the next room with your headphones on | |
| I know you frown upon my " mood swings" | |
| I' m hysterical too, you got the whole deal | |
| The Spirit and the Flesh were working till they didn' t | |
| I' m a stranger to your eyes now | |
| Screws are loose, I refuse to arise | |
| Out of the few things I cherish I' ll just keep a few | |
| I' ll pack up the Faulkner' s and the Hemingway' s too | |
| I don' t need much where i' m heading to, no hopes, no plans | |
| Only mysteries attend where i' m going to | |
| I' ll speak to myself if I want to, I' ll eat what i can if I need to | |
| I' ll love you in the craziest way I can | |
| You' re the best thing I ever did see with my own eyes | |
| The warmest skin I' ve touched with my greedy eyes | |
| You know me too well and i hate myself so I can' t let you love me | |
| Now it' s a pickle you bet! I must think ahead | |
| Not treat you like a pet or my daddy just yet | |
| Should I free you from the spell? | |
| Let the princess burn in hell, forget about her | |
| I' m headed to the waterfalls, I' m taking the Fall | |
| We' re beating to our own drums, we' re visionary both | |
| I' m not sure how to end this song, I' ll wait till you get back from work and see how it goes | |
| Your hysterical wife | |
| Your hysterical wife |
| zuò cí : NoRMa | |
| zuò qǔ : NoRMa | |
| I curse and I blow things out of proportion, | |
| You' re in the next room with your headphones on | |
| I know you frown upon my " mood swings" | |
| I' m hysterical too, you got the whole deal | |
| The Spirit and the Flesh were working till they didn' t | |
| I' m a stranger to your eyes now | |
| Screws are loose, I refuse to arise | |
| Out of the few things I cherish I' ll just keep a few | |
| I' ll pack up the Faulkner' s and the Hemingway' s too | |
| I don' t need much where i' m heading to, no hopes, no plans | |
| Only mysteries attend where i' m going to | |
| I' ll speak to myself if I want to, I' ll eat what i can if I need to | |
| I' ll love you in the craziest way I can | |
| You' re the best thing I ever did see with my own eyes | |
| The warmest skin I' ve touched with my greedy eyes | |
| You know me too well and i hate myself so I can' t let you love me | |
| Now it' s a pickle you bet! I must think ahead | |
| Not treat you like a pet or my daddy just yet | |
| Should I free you from the spell? | |
| Let the princess burn in hell, forget about her | |
| I' m headed to the waterfalls, I' m taking the Fall | |
| We' re beating to our own drums, we' re visionary both | |
| I' m not sure how to end this song, I' ll wait till you get back from work and see how it goes | |
| Your hysterical wife | |
| Your hysterical wife |