| Song | Shirtless, Sheetless, and |
| Artist | Why? |
| Album | Oaklandazulasylum |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Wolf | |
| Shirtless, sheetless and sleepless on the edge of your queen-sized bed, | |
| Last night I didn't wanna move you cause your tendons were tight, | |
| You said I'd be the one you remember as self-obsessed, | |
| 'Cause every fucking word that I tell you is really self-addressed, | |
| Sure you saw me naked but I never took my make-up off, | |
| You don't need me, your girlfriend goes cognito no nose mustache on, | |
| And plus my eyeballs occupy the sockets like a half-dead doll, | |
| So maybe you could kill me off in one of your songs? | |
| 'Cause I'm not thrilled about anything, | |
| I don't place bets on anything, | |
| I'm not thrilled about anything...anything at all... |
| zuo qu : Wolf | |
| Shirtless, sheetless and sleepless on the edge of your queensized bed, | |
| Last night I didn' t wanna move you cause your tendons were tight, | |
| You said I' d be the one you remember as selfobsessed, | |
| ' Cause every fucking word that I tell you is really selfaddressed, | |
| Sure you saw me naked but I never took my makeup off, | |
| You don' t need me, your girlfriend goes cognito no nose mustache on, | |
| And plus my eyeballs occupy the sockets like a halfdead doll, | |
| So maybe you could kill me off in one of your songs? | |
| ' Cause I' m not thrilled about anything, | |
| I don' t place bets on anything, | |
| I' m not thrilled about anything... anything at all... |
| zuò qǔ : Wolf | |
| Shirtless, sheetless and sleepless on the edge of your queensized bed, | |
| Last night I didn' t wanna move you cause your tendons were tight, | |
| You said I' d be the one you remember as selfobsessed, | |
| ' Cause every fucking word that I tell you is really selfaddressed, | |
| Sure you saw me naked but I never took my makeup off, | |
| You don' t need me, your girlfriend goes cognito no nose mustache on, | |
| And plus my eyeballs occupy the sockets like a halfdead doll, | |
| So maybe you could kill me off in one of your songs? | |
| ' Cause I' m not thrilled about anything, | |
| I don' t place bets on anything, | |
| I' m not thrilled about anything... anything at all... |