| 作曲 : Ingala | |
| Friday night became so lonely, | |
| When you came to make a break, | |
| And seemed to take all day to make me angry 'cause I | |
| Like you, maybe I'm just like you | |
| Holding on to something that we know we can not hold | |
| or fold it seems we just can't forget | |
| Are you frightened, by perfection? | |
| Is this who you are, not who you want to be? | |
| I walk the line like Johnny Cash | |
| I made the bus in seconds flat | |
| I called your line too many times | |
| I'm not obsessed, just impolite. | |
| Sunday came and went so quickly | |
| Now you say you want me back | |
| You will hold on, despite my cons, | |
| it seems we're meant to hate it! | |
| Being so dependent, | |
| But it seems we can believe that we're two peas in this pod | |
| we call New York, gets so lonesome. | |
| Are you frightened, by neglection? | |
| Am I who you want to see yourself to be? | |
| I walk the line like Johnny Cash | |
| I made the bus in seconds flat | |
| I called your line too many times | |
| I'm not obsessed, just impolite | |
| You're stuck on me, you don't know why | |
| Can't leave me anytime you try. | |
| They say that everybody cries, | |
| So don't think twice 'cause it's alright. | |
| Stay here, | |
| touching you, touching the light in your eyes | |
| that keeps coming back | |
| Stay here, | |
| touching you, touching the light in your eyes | |
| that keeps coming back | |
| Stay here, | |
| touching you, touching the light in your eyes | |
| that keeps coming back | |
| Do I, Tell me I do, | |
| I, Tell me I do, | |
| I, Tell me I do | |
| I, Tell me I do | |
| I, Tell me I do, | |
| I, Tell me I do, | |
| I, Tell me I do, | |
| I, Tell me I do, | |
| (repeat to fade) |
| zuo qu : Ingala | |
| Friday night became so lonely, | |
| When you came to make a break, | |
| And seemed to take all day to make me angry ' cause I | |
| Like you, maybe I' m just like you | |
| Holding on to something that we know we can not hold | |
| or fold it seems we just can' t forget | |
| Are you frightened, by perfection? | |
| Is this who you are, not who you want to be? | |
| I walk the line like Johnny Cash | |
| I made the bus in seconds flat | |
| I called your line too many times | |
| I' m not obsessed, just impolite. | |
| Sunday came and went so quickly | |
| Now you say you want me back | |
| You will hold on, despite my cons, | |
| it seems we' re meant to hate it! | |
| Being so dependent, | |
| But it seems we can believe that we' re two peas in this pod | |
| we call New York, gets so lonesome. | |
| Are you frightened, by neglection? | |
| Am I who you want to see yourself to be? | |
| I walk the line like Johnny Cash | |
| I made the bus in seconds flat | |
| I called your line too many times | |
| I' m not obsessed, just impolite | |
| You' re stuck on me, you don' t know why | |
| Can' t leave me anytime you try. | |
| They say that everybody cries, | |
| So don' t think twice ' cause it' s alright. | |
| Stay here, | |
| touching you, touching the light in your eyes | |
| that keeps coming back | |
| Stay here, | |
| touching you, touching the light in your eyes | |
| that keeps coming back | |
| Stay here, | |
| touching you, touching the light in your eyes | |
| that keeps coming back | |
| Do I, Tell me I do, | |
| I, Tell me I do, | |
| I, Tell me I do | |
| I, Tell me I do | |
| I, Tell me I do, | |
| I, Tell me I do, | |
| I, Tell me I do, | |
| I, Tell me I do, | |
| repeat to fade |
| zuò qǔ : Ingala | |
| Friday night became so lonely, | |
| When you came to make a break, | |
| And seemed to take all day to make me angry ' cause I | |
| Like you, maybe I' m just like you | |
| Holding on to something that we know we can not hold | |
| or fold it seems we just can' t forget | |
| Are you frightened, by perfection? | |
| Is this who you are, not who you want to be? | |
| I walk the line like Johnny Cash | |
| I made the bus in seconds flat | |
| I called your line too many times | |
| I' m not obsessed, just impolite. | |
| Sunday came and went so quickly | |
| Now you say you want me back | |
| You will hold on, despite my cons, | |
| it seems we' re meant to hate it! | |
| Being so dependent, | |
| But it seems we can believe that we' re two peas in this pod | |
| we call New York, gets so lonesome. | |
| Are you frightened, by neglection? | |
| Am I who you want to see yourself to be? | |
| I walk the line like Johnny Cash | |
| I made the bus in seconds flat | |
| I called your line too many times | |
| I' m not obsessed, just impolite | |
| You' re stuck on me, you don' t know why | |
| Can' t leave me anytime you try. | |
| They say that everybody cries, | |
| So don' t think twice ' cause it' s alright. | |
| Stay here, | |
| touching you, touching the light in your eyes | |
| that keeps coming back | |
| Stay here, | |
| touching you, touching the light in your eyes | |
| that keeps coming back | |
| Stay here, | |
| touching you, touching the light in your eyes | |
| that keeps coming back | |
| Do I, Tell me I do, | |
| I, Tell me I do, | |
| I, Tell me I do | |
| I, Tell me I do | |
| I, Tell me I do, | |
| I, Tell me I do, | |
| I, Tell me I do, | |
| I, Tell me I do, | |
| repeat to fade |