作词 : Andrews, Failure
I was thinking that
you would stay (the/to)day
something tells me that
you'll show up to say
bye...good....bye
salt wound
too soon
(if I push you gone)
you'd just let it stand
your brain (for spray) good one
full of rocks and sand
grasping both confused
I (couldn't love you) more
always (talking me but did she know the sure)
bye...good...bye
breathe hard
(chips start) falling down
(head/high hopes) crawling down
please
bye..good..bye
salt wound
too soon
falling down
breathe hard
crawling now
(chips fall splits too deep)
(head hopes)
bye good bye
please.