Song | On the Picket Fence |
Artist | The Good Life |
Album | Help Wanted Nights |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Good Life | |
Things are good | |
We should take a polaroid, a memento | |
Before the moment's destroyed | |
We constantly bicker, these flickering moods | |
We’re hardly making any sense | |
Either you love me or you leave me | |
Don’t you leave me on this picket fence | |
It’s been hard | |
We’ve both got our histories | |
That haunt these homes | |
But I ain’t bathing in our misery | |
So pour me a drink and don’t pour it too weak | |
And grab it from the top shelf | |
I ain’t asking for redemption | |
And this ain’t no cry for help | |
Well, things are good | |
We take it all for granted | |
We turn that wheel | |
Back to all our bad habits | |
But I don’t believe we need love to succeed | |
But the least you could do is pretend | |
Either you love me or you leave me | |
Don’t you leave me on this picket fence | |
Either you love me or you’ll leave me, don’t you leave me |
zuo qu : Good Life | |
Things are good | |
We should take a polaroid, a memento | |
Before the moment' s destroyed | |
We constantly bicker, these flickering moods | |
We' re hardly making any sense | |
Either you love me or you leave me | |
Don' t you leave me on this picket fence | |
It' s been hard | |
We' ve both got our histories | |
That haunt these homes | |
But I ain' t bathing in our misery | |
So pour me a drink and don' t pour it too weak | |
And grab it from the top shelf | |
I ain' t asking for redemption | |
And this ain' t no cry for help | |
Well, things are good | |
We take it all for granted | |
We turn that wheel | |
Back to all our bad habits | |
But I don' t believe we need love to succeed | |
But the least you could do is pretend | |
Either you love me or you leave me | |
Don' t you leave me on this picket fence | |
Either you love me or you' ll leave me, don' t you leave me |
zuò qǔ : Good Life | |
Things are good | |
We should take a polaroid, a memento | |
Before the moment' s destroyed | |
We constantly bicker, these flickering moods | |
We' re hardly making any sense | |
Either you love me or you leave me | |
Don' t you leave me on this picket fence | |
It' s been hard | |
We' ve both got our histories | |
That haunt these homes | |
But I ain' t bathing in our misery | |
So pour me a drink and don' t pour it too weak | |
And grab it from the top shelf | |
I ain' t asking for redemption | |
And this ain' t no cry for help | |
Well, things are good | |
We take it all for granted | |
We turn that wheel | |
Back to all our bad habits | |
But I don' t believe we need love to succeed | |
But the least you could do is pretend | |
Either you love me or you leave me | |
Don' t you leave me on this picket fence | |
Either you love me or you' ll leave me, don' t you leave me |