Song | I Won't Make You |
Artist | Something Corporate |
Album | North |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Partington | |
I'm under attack again my dear, | |
I'm in the way | |
Got no resolutions, no clever anecdotes to say | |
And still if | |
I yell at the top of my lungs will it be the same? | |
I'd fly you a flag, | |
I'd bury this pen into my veins | |
I wanna feel through you tonight | |
But I won't make you | |
I won't make you | |
The telephone number | |
I got for you says nobody's home | |
The best thing | |
I can think to do right now is leave it alone | |
And you had an apology in your mailbox since last | |
July It's funny when you find the words to say you find no reply | |
I wanna feel through you tonight | |
But I won't make you | |
I won't make you | |
Scream my name just one more time | |
But I won't make you | |
I won't make you | |
And it's been hours now | |
To be here like this | |
And just to lay you down | |
And just to taste your lips | |
And just to keep me up | |
God I'm tired of sleeping | |
And just to lay inside you | |
And just to know this feeling | |
I wanna feel through you tonight | |
But I won't make you | |
I won't make you | |
Scream my name just one more time | |
But I won't make you | |
I won't make you |
zuo qu : Partington | |
I' m under attack again my dear, | |
I' m in the way | |
Got no resolutions, no clever anecdotes to say | |
And still if | |
I yell at the top of my lungs will it be the same? | |
I' d fly you a flag, | |
I' d bury this pen into my veins | |
I wanna feel through you tonight | |
But I won' t make you | |
I won' t make you | |
The telephone number | |
I got for you says nobody' s home | |
The best thing | |
I can think to do right now is leave it alone | |
And you had an apology in your mailbox since last | |
July It' s funny when you find the words to say you find no reply | |
I wanna feel through you tonight | |
But I won' t make you | |
I won' t make you | |
Scream my name just one more time | |
But I won' t make you | |
I won' t make you | |
And it' s been hours now | |
To be here like this | |
And just to lay you down | |
And just to taste your lips | |
And just to keep me up | |
God I' m tired of sleeping | |
And just to lay inside you | |
And just to know this feeling | |
I wanna feel through you tonight | |
But I won' t make you | |
I won' t make you | |
Scream my name just one more time | |
But I won' t make you | |
I won' t make you |
zuò qǔ : Partington | |
I' m under attack again my dear, | |
I' m in the way | |
Got no resolutions, no clever anecdotes to say | |
And still if | |
I yell at the top of my lungs will it be the same? | |
I' d fly you a flag, | |
I' d bury this pen into my veins | |
I wanna feel through you tonight | |
But I won' t make you | |
I won' t make you | |
The telephone number | |
I got for you says nobody' s home | |
The best thing | |
I can think to do right now is leave it alone | |
And you had an apology in your mailbox since last | |
July It' s funny when you find the words to say you find no reply | |
I wanna feel through you tonight | |
But I won' t make you | |
I won' t make you | |
Scream my name just one more time | |
But I won' t make you | |
I won' t make you | |
And it' s been hours now | |
To be here like this | |
And just to lay you down | |
And just to taste your lips | |
And just to keep me up | |
God I' m tired of sleeping | |
And just to lay inside you | |
And just to know this feeling | |
I wanna feel through you tonight | |
But I won' t make you | |
I won' t make you | |
Scream my name just one more time | |
But I won' t make you | |
I won' t make you |