| Song | Black & Blue |
| Artist | Paloma Faith |
| Album | Daytrotter Session at Good Danny's |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词:Paloma Faith、Francis White | |
| 作曲:Paloma Faith、Francis White | |
| I know a man who fills his emptiness | |
| with strangers | |
| I know a girl who drinks herself to | |
| sleep at night | |
| You can't change her | |
| I know people who use chat rooms as | |
| confessionals | |
| I know down and outs who once were, | |
| once they were professionals | |
| Wipe it off your sleeve | |
| Your superiority | |
| Don't roll your eyes my sweet | |
| I know a single mother who loses | |
| her mind | |
| On weekends | |
| She pleads with lady luck on scratch | |
| cards with money lent to her | |
| By old friends | |
| I know people who take midnight | |
| drives for head space | |
| I know they'd give for just one | |
| loving embraces | |
| Wipe it off your sleeve | |
| Your superiority | |
| Don't roll your eyes my sweet | |
| We're just the same | |
| We all get desperate sometimes | |
| Feeling black and blue | |
| I know you'll find it hard | |
| to accept it sometimes | |
| We all feel black and we feel blue | |
| Wipe it off your sleeve | |
| Your superiority | |
| Don't roll your eyes my sweet | |
| I know a rich man who has everything | |
| you could wish for | |
| But children | |
| I know an old lady who talks a lot but | |
| could teach you | |
| If you listen | |
| I know people who believe in gods and demons | |
| I know ones who think there's nothing | |
| there at all | |
| Wipe it off your sleeve | |
| Your superiority | |
| Don't roll your eyes my sweet | |
| We're just the same | |
| We all get desperate sometimes | |
| Feeling black and blue | |
| I know you'll find it hard | |
| to accept it sometimes | |
| We all feel black and we feel blue | |
| Wipe it off your sleeve | |
| Your superiority | |
| Don't roll your eyes my sweet | |
| Wipe it off your sleeve | |
| Your superiority | |
| Don't roll your eyes my sweet. |
| zuo ci: Paloma Faith Francis White | |
| zuo qu: Paloma Faith Francis White | |
| I know a man who fills his emptiness | |
| with strangers | |
| I know a girl who drinks herself to | |
| sleep at night | |
| You can' t change her | |
| I know people who use chat rooms as | |
| confessionals | |
| I know down and outs who once were, | |
| once they were professionals | |
| Wipe it off your sleeve | |
| Your superiority | |
| Don' t roll your eyes my sweet | |
| I know a single mother who loses | |
| her mind | |
| On weekends | |
| She pleads with lady luck on scratch | |
| cards with money lent to her | |
| By old friends | |
| I know people who take midnight | |
| drives for head space | |
| I know they' d give for just one | |
| loving embraces | |
| Wipe it off your sleeve | |
| Your superiority | |
| Don' t roll your eyes my sweet | |
| We' re just the same | |
| We all get desperate sometimes | |
| Feeling black and blue | |
| I know you' ll find it hard | |
| to accept it sometimes | |
| We all feel black and we feel blue | |
| Wipe it off your sleeve | |
| Your superiority | |
| Don' t roll your eyes my sweet | |
| I know a rich man who has everything | |
| you could wish for | |
| But children | |
| I know an old lady who talks a lot but | |
| could teach you | |
| If you listen | |
| I know people who believe in gods and demons | |
| I know ones who think there' s nothing | |
| there at all | |
| Wipe it off your sleeve | |
| Your superiority | |
| Don' t roll your eyes my sweet | |
| We' re just the same | |
| We all get desperate sometimes | |
| Feeling black and blue | |
| I know you' ll find it hard | |
| to accept it sometimes | |
| We all feel black and we feel blue | |
| Wipe it off your sleeve | |
| Your superiority | |
| Don' t roll your eyes my sweet | |
| Wipe it off your sleeve | |
| Your superiority | |
| Don' t roll your eyes my sweet. |
| zuò cí: Paloma Faith Francis White | |
| zuò qǔ: Paloma Faith Francis White | |
| I know a man who fills his emptiness | |
| with strangers | |
| I know a girl who drinks herself to | |
| sleep at night | |
| You can' t change her | |
| I know people who use chat rooms as | |
| confessionals | |
| I know down and outs who once were, | |
| once they were professionals | |
| Wipe it off your sleeve | |
| Your superiority | |
| Don' t roll your eyes my sweet | |
| I know a single mother who loses | |
| her mind | |
| On weekends | |
| She pleads with lady luck on scratch | |
| cards with money lent to her | |
| By old friends | |
| I know people who take midnight | |
| drives for head space | |
| I know they' d give for just one | |
| loving embraces | |
| Wipe it off your sleeve | |
| Your superiority | |
| Don' t roll your eyes my sweet | |
| We' re just the same | |
| We all get desperate sometimes | |
| Feeling black and blue | |
| I know you' ll find it hard | |
| to accept it sometimes | |
| We all feel black and we feel blue | |
| Wipe it off your sleeve | |
| Your superiority | |
| Don' t roll your eyes my sweet | |
| I know a rich man who has everything | |
| you could wish for | |
| But children | |
| I know an old lady who talks a lot but | |
| could teach you | |
| If you listen | |
| I know people who believe in gods and demons | |
| I know ones who think there' s nothing | |
| there at all | |
| Wipe it off your sleeve | |
| Your superiority | |
| Don' t roll your eyes my sweet | |
| We' re just the same | |
| We all get desperate sometimes | |
| Feeling black and blue | |
| I know you' ll find it hard | |
| to accept it sometimes | |
| We all feel black and we feel blue | |
| Wipe it off your sleeve | |
| Your superiority | |
| Don' t roll your eyes my sweet | |
| Wipe it off your sleeve | |
| Your superiority | |
| Don' t roll your eyes my sweet. |