| Song | Rough Hands |
| Artist | Alexisonfire |
| Album | Crisis |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Alexisonfire | |
| Was I left behind? | |
| Someone tell me | |
| Tell me I survived, don't look so surprised | |
| That I'm home, but just for tonight | |
| With rough hands and sore eyes | |
| So don't speak, | |
| I am tired | |
| Let's just live through this lie | |
| She says, | |
| I swear too much | |
| She says a lot of things | |
| Well, I'd swear every other word if | |
| I couldFor her, | |
| I'll make an attempt | |
| Sometimes love isn't about | |
| How much someone suits you | |
| But how much you're willing to change to suit them | |
| All my bones are dust(Two people, too damage, too much, too late) | |
| And my heart's sealed with rust(Two people, too damage, too much, too late) | |
| These hands will always be rough(Two people, too damage, too much, too late) | |
| I know this won't count for much(Two people, too damage, too much, too late) | |
| One day my hands were too soft | |
| One day she said, "I'm tired" | |
| One day her clothes were on my floor | |
| One day, empty bottles | |
| Well, I'm not saying she's my last | |
| I'm just saying that she could have been | |
| It doesn't matter how rough these hands get | |
| It doesn't matter 'cause | |
| I'm not her man | |
| Rough hands, rough days | |
| Rough hands, rough nights | |
| Rough hands, rough season | |
| Rough hands, rough fights | |
| All my bones are dust(Rough hands, rough daysTwo people, too damage, too much, too late) | |
| And my heart's sealed with rust(Rough hands, rough seasonTwo people, too damage, too much, too late) | |
| These hands will always be rough(Rough hands, rough seasonTwo people, too damage, too much, too late) | |
| I know this won't count for much(Rough hands, rough seasonTwo people, too damage, too much, too late) |
| zuo qu : Alexisonfire | |
| Was I left behind? | |
| Someone tell me | |
| Tell me I survived, don' t look so surprised | |
| That I' m home, but just for tonight | |
| With rough hands and sore eyes | |
| So don' t speak, | |
| I am tired | |
| Let' s just live through this lie | |
| She says, | |
| I swear too much | |
| She says a lot of things | |
| Well, I' d swear every other word if | |
| I couldFor her, | |
| I' ll make an attempt | |
| Sometimes love isn' t about | |
| How much someone suits you | |
| But how much you' re willing to change to suit them | |
| All my bones are dust Two people, too damage, too much, too late | |
| And my heart' s sealed with rust Two people, too damage, too much, too late | |
| These hands will always be rough Two people, too damage, too much, too late | |
| I know this won' t count for much Two people, too damage, too much, too late | |
| One day my hands were too soft | |
| One day she said, " I' m tired" | |
| One day her clothes were on my floor | |
| One day, empty bottles | |
| Well, I' m not saying she' s my last | |
| I' m just saying that she could have been | |
| It doesn' t matter how rough these hands get | |
| It doesn' t matter ' cause | |
| I' m not her man | |
| Rough hands, rough days | |
| Rough hands, rough nights | |
| Rough hands, rough season | |
| Rough hands, rough fights | |
| All my bones are dust Rough hands, rough daysTwo people, too damage, too much, too late | |
| And my heart' s sealed with rust Rough hands, rough seasonTwo people, too damage, too much, too late | |
| These hands will always be rough Rough hands, rough seasonTwo people, too damage, too much, too late | |
| I know this won' t count for much Rough hands, rough seasonTwo people, too damage, too much, too late |
| zuò qǔ : Alexisonfire | |
| Was I left behind? | |
| Someone tell me | |
| Tell me I survived, don' t look so surprised | |
| That I' m home, but just for tonight | |
| With rough hands and sore eyes | |
| So don' t speak, | |
| I am tired | |
| Let' s just live through this lie | |
| She says, | |
| I swear too much | |
| She says a lot of things | |
| Well, I' d swear every other word if | |
| I couldFor her, | |
| I' ll make an attempt | |
| Sometimes love isn' t about | |
| How much someone suits you | |
| But how much you' re willing to change to suit them | |
| All my bones are dust Two people, too damage, too much, too late | |
| And my heart' s sealed with rust Two people, too damage, too much, too late | |
| These hands will always be rough Two people, too damage, too much, too late | |
| I know this won' t count for much Two people, too damage, too much, too late | |
| One day my hands were too soft | |
| One day she said, " I' m tired" | |
| One day her clothes were on my floor | |
| One day, empty bottles | |
| Well, I' m not saying she' s my last | |
| I' m just saying that she could have been | |
| It doesn' t matter how rough these hands get | |
| It doesn' t matter ' cause | |
| I' m not her man | |
| Rough hands, rough days | |
| Rough hands, rough nights | |
| Rough hands, rough season | |
| Rough hands, rough fights | |
| All my bones are dust Rough hands, rough daysTwo people, too damage, too much, too late | |
| And my heart' s sealed with rust Rough hands, rough seasonTwo people, too damage, too much, too late | |
| These hands will always be rough Rough hands, rough seasonTwo people, too damage, too much, too late | |
| I know this won' t count for much Rough hands, rough seasonTwo people, too damage, too much, too late |