| Song | Hands Tied |
| Artist | Like Pacific |
| Artist | Andrew Neufeld |
| Album | Hands Tied |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Greg Hall/Jordan Black/Luke Holmes | |
| 作曲 : Greg Hall/Jordan Black/Luke Holmes | |
| Does your floor still have that leak in the bedroom and are you missing out on more than just me. | |
| I haven't kept you in the loop. Your low is my highest view, I see so much of me in you. | |
| I let you in for all the months that you paid. Our time was wasted but I've got no one to blame. | |
| Only where I stand, do I not fit your preferences? Cap it off with sleeping pills. Anything for your routine. I question almost everything. About your days and nights and where you sleep. | |
| Why do I, have to pry. | |
| I let you in for all the months that you paid. Our time was wasted but I've got no one to blame. Your broken lies, my hands are not tied. The ink on the page, that look on your face. | |
| Got that look on your face, that you'll be shutting me out. I saw that look on your face, got that fear and suddenly. Crossed out, shut out, suddenly. Imma ghost out, silently | |
| Why do I have to pry, the truth from your open wounds? |
| zuo ci : Greg Hall Jordan Black Luke Holmes | |
| zuo qu : Greg Hall Jordan Black Luke Holmes | |
| Does your floor still have that leak in the bedroom and are you missing out on more than just me. | |
| I haven' t kept you in the loop. Your low is my highest view, I see so much of me in you. | |
| I let you in for all the months that you paid. Our time was wasted but I' ve got no one to blame. | |
| Only where I stand, do I not fit your preferences? Cap it off with sleeping pills. Anything for your routine. I question almost everything. About your days and nights and where you sleep. | |
| Why do I, have to pry. | |
| I let you in for all the months that you paid. Our time was wasted but I' ve got no one to blame. Your broken lies, my hands are not tied. The ink on the page, that look on your face. | |
| Got that look on your face, that you' ll be shutting me out. I saw that look on your face, got that fear and suddenly. Crossed out, shut out, suddenly. Imma ghost out, silently | |
| Why do I have to pry, the truth from your open wounds? |
| zuò cí : Greg Hall Jordan Black Luke Holmes | |
| zuò qǔ : Greg Hall Jordan Black Luke Holmes | |
| Does your floor still have that leak in the bedroom and are you missing out on more than just me. | |
| I haven' t kept you in the loop. Your low is my highest view, I see so much of me in you. | |
| I let you in for all the months that you paid. Our time was wasted but I' ve got no one to blame. | |
| Only where I stand, do I not fit your preferences? Cap it off with sleeping pills. Anything for your routine. I question almost everything. About your days and nights and where you sleep. | |
| Why do I, have to pry. | |
| I let you in for all the months that you paid. Our time was wasted but I' ve got no one to blame. Your broken lies, my hands are not tied. The ink on the page, that look on your face. | |
| Got that look on your face, that you' ll be shutting me out. I saw that look on your face, got that fear and suddenly. Crossed out, shut out, suddenly. Imma ghost out, silently | |
| Why do I have to pry, the truth from your open wounds? |