Song | Breaks My Back |
Artist | Jerry Cantrell |
Album | Boggy Depot |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Cantrell | |
Through windows by my bed | |
Miles away i rest my weary head | |
Next to you | |
No coldness in my eye | |
Cut the skin and take my sorry hide | |
Cover you | |
Make love with you | |
It bleeds upon my back | |
Strapped with silver tacks | |
Wish i'd loved you more | |
And never shut that door | |
The waves that run the shore | |
Wash away the stones of pain we bore | |
I tortured you | |
I tried to drown my hate | |
Underneath an ocean i still wait | |
Remembering you, always true | |
It bleeds upon my back | |
Strapped with silver tacks | |
Wish i'd loved you more | |
And never shut that door | |
Restitution day | |
All i have i give away | |
To be with you | |
If it breaks my back | |
Through windows by my bed | |
Miles away i rest my weary head | |
Next to you | |
No coldness in my eye | |
Cut the skin and take my sorry hide | |
Cover you | |
Make love with you | |
It bleeds upon my back | |
Strapped with silver tacks | |
Wish i'd loved you more | |
And never shut that door | |
Restitution day | |
All i have i give away | |
To be with you | |
If it breaks my back |
zuo ci : Cantrell | |
Through windows by my bed | |
Miles away i rest my weary head | |
Next to you | |
No coldness in my eye | |
Cut the skin and take my sorry hide | |
Cover you | |
Make love with you | |
It bleeds upon my back | |
Strapped with silver tacks | |
Wish i' d loved you more | |
And never shut that door | |
The waves that run the shore | |
Wash away the stones of pain we bore | |
I tortured you | |
I tried to drown my hate | |
Underneath an ocean i still wait | |
Remembering you, always true | |
It bleeds upon my back | |
Strapped with silver tacks | |
Wish i' d loved you more | |
And never shut that door | |
Restitution day | |
All i have i give away | |
To be with you | |
If it breaks my back | |
Through windows by my bed | |
Miles away i rest my weary head | |
Next to you | |
No coldness in my eye | |
Cut the skin and take my sorry hide | |
Cover you | |
Make love with you | |
It bleeds upon my back | |
Strapped with silver tacks | |
Wish i' d loved you more | |
And never shut that door | |
Restitution day | |
All i have i give away | |
To be with you | |
If it breaks my back |
zuò cí : Cantrell | |
Through windows by my bed | |
Miles away i rest my weary head | |
Next to you | |
No coldness in my eye | |
Cut the skin and take my sorry hide | |
Cover you | |
Make love with you | |
It bleeds upon my back | |
Strapped with silver tacks | |
Wish i' d loved you more | |
And never shut that door | |
The waves that run the shore | |
Wash away the stones of pain we bore | |
I tortured you | |
I tried to drown my hate | |
Underneath an ocean i still wait | |
Remembering you, always true | |
It bleeds upon my back | |
Strapped with silver tacks | |
Wish i' d loved you more | |
And never shut that door | |
Restitution day | |
All i have i give away | |
To be with you | |
If it breaks my back | |
Through windows by my bed | |
Miles away i rest my weary head | |
Next to you | |
No coldness in my eye | |
Cut the skin and take my sorry hide | |
Cover you | |
Make love with you | |
It bleeds upon my back | |
Strapped with silver tacks | |
Wish i' d loved you more | |
And never shut that door | |
Restitution day | |
All i have i give away | |
To be with you | |
If it breaks my back |