| Song | Pink Love |
| Artist | Blonde Redhead |
| Album | Misery Is A Butterfly |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Blonde Redhead | |
| I won't bind my strings to you | |
| But build my world besides you | |
| Watching you draw a line | |
| Some say you are, you are | |
| Just like a butterfly | |
| Whose broken wings will spread | |
| To softly feel your mood | |
| Over the blue sky full of you | |
| Pink love, pink love, pink love | |
| Just like a fairytale | |
| My only reason naturally | |
| Starts to get to me | |
| Pushing my way through | |
| Mesh of life | |
| I want to kiss the sickness of mind | |
| My heart without reason | |
| Sunken to deep disappointment | |
| Spreads over universe | |
| With a knife | |
| I want to bleed out distress like this | |
| It's not just a fairytale painted by me | |
| It's not just loneliness between you and I | |
| If on magic mountain you find you can breath | |
| Then stay and don't look back | |
| To the blue woven sky | |
| Storms of petals are pouring down | |
| Pushing their way through our pink love | |
| So many polka dots painted by me | |
| Spreads over universe for you | |
| And I, I want to kiss | |
| Pink love, pink love | |
| I want to kiss | |
| Pink love, pink love | |
| In my mind | |
| I state myself | |
| The clock is ticking without you | |
| Some may say illness | |
| So called so called love | |
| The sickness of mind |
| zuo ci : Blonde Redhead | |
| I won' t bind my strings to you | |
| But build my world besides you | |
| Watching you draw a line | |
| Some say you are, you are | |
| Just like a butterfly | |
| Whose broken wings will spread | |
| To softly feel your mood | |
| Over the blue sky full of you | |
| Pink love, pink love, pink love | |
| Just like a fairytale | |
| My only reason naturally | |
| Starts to get to me | |
| Pushing my way through | |
| Mesh of life | |
| I want to kiss the sickness of mind | |
| My heart without reason | |
| Sunken to deep disappointment | |
| Spreads over universe | |
| With a knife | |
| I want to bleed out distress like this | |
| It' s not just a fairytale painted by me | |
| It' s not just loneliness between you and I | |
| If on magic mountain you find you can breath | |
| Then stay and don' t look back | |
| To the blue woven sky | |
| Storms of petals are pouring down | |
| Pushing their way through our pink love | |
| So many polka dots painted by me | |
| Spreads over universe for you | |
| And I, I want to kiss | |
| Pink love, pink love | |
| I want to kiss | |
| Pink love, pink love | |
| In my mind | |
| I state myself | |
| The clock is ticking without you | |
| Some may say illness | |
| So called so called love | |
| The sickness of mind |
| zuò cí : Blonde Redhead | |
| I won' t bind my strings to you | |
| But build my world besides you | |
| Watching you draw a line | |
| Some say you are, you are | |
| Just like a butterfly | |
| Whose broken wings will spread | |
| To softly feel your mood | |
| Over the blue sky full of you | |
| Pink love, pink love, pink love | |
| Just like a fairytale | |
| My only reason naturally | |
| Starts to get to me | |
| Pushing my way through | |
| Mesh of life | |
| I want to kiss the sickness of mind | |
| My heart without reason | |
| Sunken to deep disappointment | |
| Spreads over universe | |
| With a knife | |
| I want to bleed out distress like this | |
| It' s not just a fairytale painted by me | |
| It' s not just loneliness between you and I | |
| If on magic mountain you find you can breath | |
| Then stay and don' t look back | |
| To the blue woven sky | |
| Storms of petals are pouring down | |
| Pushing their way through our pink love | |
| So many polka dots painted by me | |
| Spreads over universe for you | |
| And I, I want to kiss | |
| Pink love, pink love | |
| I want to kiss | |
| Pink love, pink love | |
| In my mind | |
| I state myself | |
| The clock is ticking without you | |
| Some may say illness | |
| So called so called love | |
| The sickness of mind |