Song | Hey Montana |
Artist | Eve 6 |
Album | It's All In Your Head |
作词 : Collins, Fagenson, Siebels | |
Hey, Montana take your daughter back | |
From the bathrooms of | |
Angeles Vall | |
She believes in destiny | |
Her name's always misspelled | |
Waitressing to pay the rent | |
Drinks to quell the smell | |
Of people breathing way too close | |
Folks who don't mean well | |
No one sees the color of your eyes | |
No one sees you smile | |
No one knows the secrets that you hide | |
No one sees you cry | |
She parks her car two blocks away, from apartment 15 | |
AShe walks with somber in her step and scores along the way | |
Blue's your hue you tiny thing, dropping patrons wine | |
Singing to you own sad song, two feet stuck in the mire | |
No one sees the color of your eyes | |
No one sees you smile | |
No one knows the secrets that you hide | |
No one sees you cry | |
Hey, Montana take your daughter back | |
It's clear she needs your care | |
These bustling streets are icy veins | |
Of a beast who snuffs her prayer | |
No one sees the color of your eyes | |
No one sees you smile | |
No one knows the secrets that you hide | |
No one sees you cry | |
No one sees you cry | |
No one sees you | |
Hey, Montana take your daughter back | |
Hey, Montana take your daughter back | |
Please, Montana take your daughter back | |
Hey, Montana take your daughter back | |
Her bones and the truth show through |
zuò cí : Collins, Fagenson, Siebels | |
Hey, Montana take your daughter back | |
From the bathrooms of | |
Angeles Vall | |
She believes in destiny | |
Her name' s always misspelled | |
Waitressing to pay the rent | |
Drinks to quell the smell | |
Of people breathing way too close | |
Folks who don' t mean well | |
No one sees the color of your eyes | |
No one sees you smile | |
No one knows the secrets that you hide | |
No one sees you cry | |
She parks her car two blocks away, from apartment 15 | |
AShe walks with somber in her step and scores along the way | |
Blue' s your hue you tiny thing, dropping patrons wine | |
Singing to you own sad song, two feet stuck in the mire | |
No one sees the color of your eyes | |
No one sees you smile | |
No one knows the secrets that you hide | |
No one sees you cry | |
Hey, Montana take your daughter back | |
It' s clear she needs your care | |
These bustling streets are icy veins | |
Of a beast who snuffs her prayer | |
No one sees the color of your eyes | |
No one sees you smile | |
No one knows the secrets that you hide | |
No one sees you cry | |
No one sees you cry | |
No one sees you | |
Hey, Montana take your daughter back | |
Hey, Montana take your daughter back | |
Please, Montana take your daughter back | |
Hey, Montana take your daughter back | |
Her bones and the truth show through |