Song | Calloused Fingers Won't Make You Strong, Edith Wong |
Artist | Casiotone for the Painfully Alone |
Album | Twinkle Echo |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Casiotone For The P ... | |
A studio apartment somewhere new | |
Somewhere far away from here | |
How does it feel? | |
Are you lonesome? | |
Now you've got first chair | |
But a broken heart won't mend | |
When your cello's your only friend | |
It doesn't matter what they're paying you, Edith Wong | |
When you're sitting in the spotlight | |
A standing ovation every night | |
Does it occur to you | |
That something isn't right? | |
And when you're kissing someone new | |
But you know that your heart's not through | |
With the last boy | |
Do you say to yourself, "This'll do"? | |
You can hide in the cinema | |
You've got the money to spend | |
But the movies always end | |
And then it's your life again | |
You can practice all day long | |
Until the notes are perfect | |
But your heart's all wrong | |
Calloused fingers won't make you strong, Edith Wong |
zuo qu : Casiotone For The P ... | |
A studio apartment somewhere new | |
Somewhere far away from here | |
How does it feel? | |
Are you lonesome? | |
Now you' ve got first chair | |
But a broken heart won' t mend | |
When your cello' s your only friend | |
It doesn' t matter what they' re paying you, Edith Wong | |
When you' re sitting in the spotlight | |
A standing ovation every night | |
Does it occur to you | |
That something isn' t right? | |
And when you' re kissing someone new | |
But you know that your heart' s not through | |
With the last boy | |
Do you say to yourself, " This' ll do"? | |
You can hide in the cinema | |
You' ve got the money to spend | |
But the movies always end | |
And then it' s your life again | |
You can practice all day long | |
Until the notes are perfect | |
But your heart' s all wrong | |
Calloused fingers won' t make you strong, Edith Wong |
zuò qǔ : Casiotone For The P ... | |
A studio apartment somewhere new | |
Somewhere far away from here | |
How does it feel? | |
Are you lonesome? | |
Now you' ve got first chair | |
But a broken heart won' t mend | |
When your cello' s your only friend | |
It doesn' t matter what they' re paying you, Edith Wong | |
When you' re sitting in the spotlight | |
A standing ovation every night | |
Does it occur to you | |
That something isn' t right? | |
And when you' re kissing someone new | |
But you know that your heart' s not through | |
With the last boy | |
Do you say to yourself, " This' ll do"? | |
You can hide in the cinema | |
You' ve got the money to spend | |
But the movies always end | |
And then it' s your life again | |
You can practice all day long | |
Until the notes are perfect | |
But your heart' s all wrong | |
Calloused fingers won' t make you strong, Edith Wong |