| 作词 : Loewenstein | |
| Eleven times a scapegoat | |
| It’s not a hug, but a choke | |
| And you’re not what | |
| I’ve been missin’ | |
| I’ll be damned before | |
| I listen to you | |
| Princess of distress, you’re a princess of distress | |
| Everything you want and nothing that you need | |
| But somehow it all just fits in | |
| I’d climb your mind just to go wishing | |
| I guess there’s no use really ‘cuz ‘ | |
| Cuz there’s nothing like a real thing | |
| Welling up in my throat | |
| I love you, you must know | |
| There’s not much that needs fixin’ | |
| I can’t quit when | |
| I’m addicted | |
| I guess there’s no use really ‘cuz ‘ | |
| Cuz there’s nothing like a real thing | |
| I guess there’s no use really ‘cuz ‘ | |
| Cuz there’s nothing like a real thing |
| zuo ci : Loewenstein | |
| Eleven times a scapegoat | |
| It' s not a hug, but a choke | |
| And you' re not what | |
| I' ve been missin' | |
| I' ll be damned before | |
| I listen to you | |
| Princess of distress, you' re a princess of distress | |
| Everything you want and nothing that you need | |
| But somehow it all just fits in | |
| I' d climb your mind just to go wishing | |
| I guess there' s no use really ' cuz ' | |
| Cuz there' s nothing like a real thing | |
| Welling up in my throat | |
| I love you, you must know | |
| There' s not much that needs fixin' | |
| I can' t quit when | |
| I' m addicted | |
| I guess there' s no use really ' cuz ' | |
| Cuz there' s nothing like a real thing | |
| I guess there' s no use really ' cuz ' | |
| Cuz there' s nothing like a real thing |
| zuò cí : Loewenstein | |
| Eleven times a scapegoat | |
| It' s not a hug, but a choke | |
| And you' re not what | |
| I' ve been missin' | |
| I' ll be damned before | |
| I listen to you | |
| Princess of distress, you' re a princess of distress | |
| Everything you want and nothing that you need | |
| But somehow it all just fits in | |
| I' d climb your mind just to go wishing | |
| I guess there' s no use really ' cuz ' | |
| Cuz there' s nothing like a real thing | |
| Welling up in my throat | |
| I love you, you must know | |
| There' s not much that needs fixin' | |
| I can' t quit when | |
| I' m addicted | |
| I guess there' s no use really ' cuz ' | |
| Cuz there' s nothing like a real thing | |
| I guess there' s no use really ' cuz ' | |
| Cuz there' s nothing like a real thing |