| 作词 : Beach, Winger, Winger | |
| He took a shot | |
| He aimed it well | |
| Her eyes were closed | |
| He whispered she must never tell | |
| She had no choice | |
| One little voice | |
| All girls grow up in time | |
| But she still pays the price | |
| Dead trust - he's the killer | |
| Can't keep it buried in her | |
| Tradin' in bruises for highway hotels | |
| Love lives - she can feel it | |
| Her soul he couldn't steal it | |
| She's selling her secrets to get out of hell | |
| Bar full of flies | |
| She's holdin' back | |
| Won't be the first time | |
| That she's tried, won't be the last | |
| Can't fill the void | |
| Can't be destroyed | |
| Bad endings start somewhere | |
| It's time for truth or dare | |
| Dead trust - he's the killer | |
| Can't keep it buried in her | |
| Tradin' in bruises for highway hotels | |
| Love lives - she can feel it | |
| Her soul he couldn't steal it | |
| She's selling her secrets to get out of hell | |
| She took a shot | |
| She aimed it well | |
| His eyes were closed | |
| She whispered, | |
| See you in hell | |
| They heard the bang | |
| Couldn't give a damn | |
| Short flight to | |
| Mexico This time she'll let it go | |
| Dead trust - | |
| He's the killer | |
| Can't keep it buried in her | |
| Tradin' in bruises for highway hotels | |
| Love lives - she can feel it | |
| Her soul he couldn't steal it | |
| She's selling her secrets to get out of hell |
| zuo ci : Beach, Winger, Winger | |
| He took a shot | |
| He aimed it well | |
| Her eyes were closed | |
| He whispered she must never tell | |
| She had no choice | |
| One little voice | |
| All girls grow up in time | |
| But she still pays the price | |
| Dead trust he' s the killer | |
| Can' t keep it buried in her | |
| Tradin' in bruises for highway hotels | |
| Love lives she can feel it | |
| Her soul he couldn' t steal it | |
| She' s selling her secrets to get out of hell | |
| Bar full of flies | |
| She' s holdin' back | |
| Won' t be the first time | |
| That she' s tried, won' t be the last | |
| Can' t fill the void | |
| Can' t be destroyed | |
| Bad endings start somewhere | |
| It' s time for truth or dare | |
| Dead trust he' s the killer | |
| Can' t keep it buried in her | |
| Tradin' in bruises for highway hotels | |
| Love lives she can feel it | |
| Her soul he couldn' t steal it | |
| She' s selling her secrets to get out of hell | |
| She took a shot | |
| She aimed it well | |
| His eyes were closed | |
| She whispered, | |
| See you in hell | |
| They heard the bang | |
| Couldn' t give a damn | |
| Short flight to | |
| Mexico This time she' ll let it go | |
| Dead trust | |
| He' s the killer | |
| Can' t keep it buried in her | |
| Tradin' in bruises for highway hotels | |
| Love lives she can feel it | |
| Her soul he couldn' t steal it | |
| She' s selling her secrets to get out of hell |
| zuò cí : Beach, Winger, Winger | |
| He took a shot | |
| He aimed it well | |
| Her eyes were closed | |
| He whispered she must never tell | |
| She had no choice | |
| One little voice | |
| All girls grow up in time | |
| But she still pays the price | |
| Dead trust he' s the killer | |
| Can' t keep it buried in her | |
| Tradin' in bruises for highway hotels | |
| Love lives she can feel it | |
| Her soul he couldn' t steal it | |
| She' s selling her secrets to get out of hell | |
| Bar full of flies | |
| She' s holdin' back | |
| Won' t be the first time | |
| That she' s tried, won' t be the last | |
| Can' t fill the void | |
| Can' t be destroyed | |
| Bad endings start somewhere | |
| It' s time for truth or dare | |
| Dead trust he' s the killer | |
| Can' t keep it buried in her | |
| Tradin' in bruises for highway hotels | |
| Love lives she can feel it | |
| Her soul he couldn' t steal it | |
| She' s selling her secrets to get out of hell | |
| She took a shot | |
| She aimed it well | |
| His eyes were closed | |
| She whispered, | |
| See you in hell | |
| They heard the bang | |
| Couldn' t give a damn | |
| Short flight to | |
| Mexico This time she' ll let it go | |
| Dead trust | |
| He' s the killer | |
| Can' t keep it buried in her | |
| Tradin' in bruises for highway hotels | |
| Love lives she can feel it | |
| Her soul he couldn' t steal it | |
| She' s selling her secrets to get out of hell |
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