Song | De Diva |
Artist | Bettie Serveert |
Album | LOG 22 |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : VanDijk, Visser | |
Evil thoughts & blue minds. | |
Leave the cynics all far behind. | |
If life is good, well, then it's OK. | |
Don't try to fix a thing that isn't broke. | |
Hiding in the basement, | |
try to block my mind. | |
How can people still believe | |
in a world that isn't kind? | |
Maybe I don't fit too well, | |
but don't throw it in my face........ | |
You know me, I'm a walking inconsistency. | |
I'm so hard to please, | |
I look twice at anything that's placed in front of me. | |
That's why it's hard to understand | |
how you can take me the way I am | |
and not even change my attitude, | |
but I'll try to change, if you want me to. | |
De Diva, De Diva in denial; | |
watch me going down in style. | |
You know me, well, at least you're spending time with me. | |
I seem so carefree, | |
but I'm chained, restrained, by all those memories. | |
Some say that I'm swell at first, | |
then one day they turn around & curse | |
and treat me like I don't belong | |
but somehow, that just made me strong. | |
And I push too hard, I push too soon, | |
and I live it out on a paper moon. | |
Then you take me in, when I've had enough. | |
Ain't that what they call love? | |
De Diva, De Diva in denial; | |
watch me going down in style. | |
That's why it's hard to understand | |
why you can take me the way I am | |
and not even change my attitude, | |
but I'll try to change, if you want me to. | |
And I push too hard, I push too soon, | |
and I live it out on a paper moon. | |
Will you take me in, when I've had enough. | |
Ain't that what they call love? |
zuo ci : VanDijk, Visser | |
Evil thoughts blue minds. | |
Leave the cynics all far behind. | |
If life is good, well, then it' s OK. | |
Don' t try to fix a thing that isn' t broke. | |
Hiding in the basement, | |
try to block my mind. | |
How can people still believe | |
in a world that isn' t kind? | |
Maybe I don' t fit too well, | |
but don' t throw it in my face........ | |
You know me, I' m a walking inconsistency. | |
I' m so hard to please, | |
I look twice at anything that' s placed in front of me. | |
That' s why it' s hard to understand | |
how you can take me the way I am | |
and not even change my attitude, | |
but I' ll try to change, if you want me to. | |
De Diva, De Diva in denial | |
watch me going down in style. | |
You know me, well, at least you' re spending time with me. | |
I seem so carefree, | |
but I' m chained, restrained, by all those memories. | |
Some say that I' m swell at first, | |
then one day they turn around curse | |
and treat me like I don' t belong | |
but somehow, that just made me strong. | |
And I push too hard, I push too soon, | |
and I live it out on a paper moon. | |
Then you take me in, when I' ve had enough. | |
Ain' t that what they call love? | |
De Diva, De Diva in denial | |
watch me going down in style. | |
That' s why it' s hard to understand | |
why you can take me the way I am | |
and not even change my attitude, | |
but I' ll try to change, if you want me to. | |
And I push too hard, I push too soon, | |
and I live it out on a paper moon. | |
Will you take me in, when I' ve had enough. | |
Ain' t that what they call love? |
zuò cí : VanDijk, Visser | |
Evil thoughts blue minds. | |
Leave the cynics all far behind. | |
If life is good, well, then it' s OK. | |
Don' t try to fix a thing that isn' t broke. | |
Hiding in the basement, | |
try to block my mind. | |
How can people still believe | |
in a world that isn' t kind? | |
Maybe I don' t fit too well, | |
but don' t throw it in my face........ | |
You know me, I' m a walking inconsistency. | |
I' m so hard to please, | |
I look twice at anything that' s placed in front of me. | |
That' s why it' s hard to understand | |
how you can take me the way I am | |
and not even change my attitude, | |
but I' ll try to change, if you want me to. | |
De Diva, De Diva in denial | |
watch me going down in style. | |
You know me, well, at least you' re spending time with me. | |
I seem so carefree, | |
but I' m chained, restrained, by all those memories. | |
Some say that I' m swell at first, | |
then one day they turn around curse | |
and treat me like I don' t belong | |
but somehow, that just made me strong. | |
And I push too hard, I push too soon, | |
and I live it out on a paper moon. | |
Then you take me in, when I' ve had enough. | |
Ain' t that what they call love? | |
De Diva, De Diva in denial | |
watch me going down in style. | |
That' s why it' s hard to understand | |
why you can take me the way I am | |
and not even change my attitude, | |
but I' ll try to change, if you want me to. | |
And I push too hard, I push too soon, | |
and I live it out on a paper moon. | |
Will you take me in, when I' ve had enough. | |
Ain' t that what they call love? |