Song | Tuff Luck |
Artist | Seam |
Album | Are You Driving Me Crazy? |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Seam | |
I meant what I said | |
And I can’t forget how I felt: | |
Like a rock, a glimpse | |
A sour piece of it, wrapped in quilt | |
Are you sorry? Are you green? | |
Do you burn inside just thinking about it? | |
I am through taking it, through of breaking you | |
It’s trouble to try when you ache inside | |
Shake out the sheets, throw my things out | |
Out the window | |
I wasn’t down with this, I wasn’t | |
Prepared for you | |
The things that you tell me, are no surprise at all | |
Too much broken, words I’d rather forget | |
Take it even, make it slow | |
What was I thinking, I was unravelling | |
At the birthmark I split in two | |
Opened your hands of black and blue | |
Shake out the sheets, throw my things out | |
Out the window | |
I wasn’t down with this, I wasn’t | |
Prepared for you |
zuo qu : Seam | |
I meant what I said | |
And I can' t forget how I felt: | |
Like a rock, a glimpse | |
A sour piece of it, wrapped in quilt | |
Are you sorry? Are you green? | |
Do you burn inside just thinking about it? | |
I am through taking it, through of breaking you | |
It' s trouble to try when you ache inside | |
Shake out the sheets, throw my things out | |
Out the window | |
I wasn' t down with this, I wasn' t | |
Prepared for you | |
The things that you tell me, are no surprise at all | |
Too much broken, words I' d rather forget | |
Take it even, make it slow | |
What was I thinking, I was unravelling | |
At the birthmark I split in two | |
Opened your hands of black and blue | |
Shake out the sheets, throw my things out | |
Out the window | |
I wasn' t down with this, I wasn' t | |
Prepared for you |
zuò qǔ : Seam | |
I meant what I said | |
And I can' t forget how I felt: | |
Like a rock, a glimpse | |
A sour piece of it, wrapped in quilt | |
Are you sorry? Are you green? | |
Do you burn inside just thinking about it? | |
I am through taking it, through of breaking you | |
It' s trouble to try when you ache inside | |
Shake out the sheets, throw my things out | |
Out the window | |
I wasn' t down with this, I wasn' t | |
Prepared for you | |
The things that you tell me, are no surprise at all | |
Too much broken, words I' d rather forget | |
Take it even, make it slow | |
What was I thinking, I was unravelling | |
At the birthmark I split in two | |
Opened your hands of black and blue | |
Shake out the sheets, throw my things out | |
Out the window | |
I wasn' t down with this, I wasn' t | |
Prepared for you |