| 作词 : Kimball, Paich | |
| How can you say you love me | |
| When you don't even love yourself | |
| You live your life like a jagged knife | |
| Just waiting on the shelf | |
| How can you live for tomorrow | |
| When you curse the night and day | |
| The minutes pass through the hour glass | |
| As you let them slip away | |
| Chorus: | |
| Do you love me | |
| White sister | |
| Do you love me when I play your game | |
| Do you love me | |
| White sister | |
| Do you love me | |
| When I call your name | |
| How can you touch the sorrow | |
| With a leather gloved hand | |
| When you summon the winds of anger | |
| Just as fast as you can | |
| You crucify an orphan | |
| With the rainbow in your eyes | |
| Then you send out invitations | |
| And address them with his cries | |
| I don't even know what's right | |
| I can say | |
| That you put up some kind of fight | |
| I've been branded | |
| I've been stranded | |
| I'm so thankful for what I've been handed | |
| I wish I could say that you're mine | |
| Such a card game | |
| Chorus |
| zuo ci : Kimball, Paich | |
| How can you say you love me | |
| When you don' t even love yourself | |
| You live your life like a jagged knife | |
| Just waiting on the shelf | |
| How can you live for tomorrow | |
| When you curse the night and day | |
| The minutes pass through the hour glass | |
| As you let them slip away | |
| Chorus: | |
| Do you love me | |
| White sister | |
| Do you love me when I play your game | |
| Do you love me | |
| White sister | |
| Do you love me | |
| When I call your name | |
| How can you touch the sorrow | |
| With a leather gloved hand | |
| When you summon the winds of anger | |
| Just as fast as you can | |
| You crucify an orphan | |
| With the rainbow in your eyes | |
| Then you send out invitations | |
| And address them with his cries | |
| I don' t even know what' s right | |
| I can say | |
| That you put up some kind of fight | |
| I' ve been branded | |
| I' ve been stranded | |
| I' m so thankful for what I' ve been handed | |
| I wish I could say that you' re mine | |
| Such a card game | |
| Chorus |
| zuò cí : Kimball, Paich | |
| How can you say you love me | |
| When you don' t even love yourself | |
| You live your life like a jagged knife | |
| Just waiting on the shelf | |
| How can you live for tomorrow | |
| When you curse the night and day | |
| The minutes pass through the hour glass | |
| As you let them slip away | |
| Chorus: | |
| Do you love me | |
| White sister | |
| Do you love me when I play your game | |
| Do you love me | |
| White sister | |
| Do you love me | |
| When I call your name | |
| How can you touch the sorrow | |
| With a leather gloved hand | |
| When you summon the winds of anger | |
| Just as fast as you can | |
| You crucify an orphan | |
| With the rainbow in your eyes | |
| Then you send out invitations | |
| And address them with his cries | |
| I don' t even know what' s right | |
| I can say | |
| That you put up some kind of fight | |
| I' ve been branded | |
| I' ve been stranded | |
| I' m so thankful for what I' ve been handed | |
| I wish I could say that you' re mine | |
| Such a card game | |
| Chorus |
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