Song | The Best Offence |
Artist | Pony Up! |
Album | Make Love to the Judges With Your Eyes |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Pony Up | |
Don't tell me they all hate me now too | |
Don't tell me it all comes back to you | |
The only thing I can think to do | |
Is to sap some strength | |
From somebody new | |
I miss not knowing you so well | |
You make yourself useful to each one who cries | |
And then left without you they'll be paralyzed | |
My self-respect means more to me than you do | |
Or at least it used to | |
I wonder what it was I thought that I knew | |
Did I realize I would never be enough for you? | |
You ask again what is it that I'm waiting for | |
That is a stupid question | |
That is to be sure | |
You sit there calmly with your eloquence | |
And I thought the best offence was a good defence | |
But I keep losing every round | |
I remember when it all started going down | |
I remember the beer caught in my throat | |
And the lonely comfort of my only winter coat | |
I could tell you exactly when I fell | |
It was back when I did not know you so well |
zuo qu : Pony Up | |
Don' t tell me they all hate me now too | |
Don' t tell me it all comes back to you | |
The only thing I can think to do | |
Is to sap some strength | |
From somebody new | |
I miss not knowing you so well | |
You make yourself useful to each one who cries | |
And then left without you they' ll be paralyzed | |
My selfrespect means more to me than you do | |
Or at least it used to | |
I wonder what it was I thought that I knew | |
Did I realize I would never be enough for you? | |
You ask again what is it that I' m waiting for | |
That is a stupid question | |
That is to be sure | |
You sit there calmly with your eloquence | |
And I thought the best offence was a good defence | |
But I keep losing every round | |
I remember when it all started going down | |
I remember the beer caught in my throat | |
And the lonely comfort of my only winter coat | |
I could tell you exactly when I fell | |
It was back when I did not know you so well |
zuò qǔ : Pony Up | |
Don' t tell me they all hate me now too | |
Don' t tell me it all comes back to you | |
The only thing I can think to do | |
Is to sap some strength | |
From somebody new | |
I miss not knowing you so well | |
You make yourself useful to each one who cries | |
And then left without you they' ll be paralyzed | |
My selfrespect means more to me than you do | |
Or at least it used to | |
I wonder what it was I thought that I knew | |
Did I realize I would never be enough for you? | |
You ask again what is it that I' m waiting for | |
That is a stupid question | |
That is to be sure | |
You sit there calmly with your eloquence | |
And I thought the best offence was a good defence | |
But I keep losing every round | |
I remember when it all started going down | |
I remember the beer caught in my throat | |
And the lonely comfort of my only winter coat | |
I could tell you exactly when I fell | |
It was back when I did not know you so well |