| Song | I'm a Sucker for a Kind Word |
| Artist | Copeland |
| Album | Eat, Sleep, Repeat |
| 作曲 : Laurenson, Marsh | |
| 作词 : Laurenson, Marsh | |
| I'd be hanging on their words | |
| Like they almost meant a thing | |
| In the only lullaby I heard, | |
| Their sirens blaring, singing me to sleep | |
| Holding my loved one tight... | |
| On the softness of her laugh, | |
| I could almost make my bed | |
| But the racket of her absence joined | |
| The sirens blaring ringing in my head | |
| Holding nothing tight, | |
| Holding nothing tight | |
| With my eyes so wide | |
| In a house without a back door | |
| I was looking for a fire escape | |
| And I'll be ripping up the floorboards | |
| Just trying to get away | |
| From this sleeplessness, sleeplessness, sleeplessness | |
| She'd be hanging on my words | |
| Like I almost meant a thing | |
| And I'd give anything not to let her down | |
| to finally sleep through just one noisy night | |
| Holding her so tight, holding her so tight | |
| But my eyes are wide | |
| In a house without a back door | |
| I was looking for a fire escape | |
| And I'll be ripping up the floorboards | |
| Just trying to get away | |
| From this sleeplessness | |
| Sleeplessness, sleeplessness | |
| 'Cause my mind just can't stop movin' | |
| And I think I know why | |
| Oooh, I know why | |
| It's sad | |
| but I'm a sucker for a kind word | |
| And I'll just hurt until I find one | |
| And I'll just hurt until I find one | |
| And I've been trying all the windows | |
| And I've been running up the staircase | |
| In a house without a backdoor... | |
| Sleeplessness, sleeplessness, sleeplessness | |
| In a house without a backdoor (Sleeplessness) | |
| I was looking for a fire escape (Sleeplessness) | |
| And I'd be ripping up the floorboards (Sleeplessness) | |
| Just trying to get away... |
| zuò qǔ : Laurenson, Marsh | |
| zuò cí : Laurenson, Marsh | |
| I' d be hanging on their words | |
| Like they almost meant a thing | |
| In the only lullaby I heard, | |
| Their sirens blaring, singing me to sleep | |
| Holding my loved one tight... | |
| On the softness of her laugh, | |
| I could almost make my bed | |
| But the racket of her absence joined | |
| The sirens blaring ringing in my head | |
| Holding nothing tight, | |
| Holding nothing tight | |
| With my eyes so wide | |
| In a house without a back door | |
| I was looking for a fire escape | |
| And I' ll be ripping up the floorboards | |
| Just trying to get away | |
| From this sleeplessness, sleeplessness, sleeplessness | |
| She' d be hanging on my words | |
| Like I almost meant a thing | |
| And I' d give anything not to let her down | |
| to finally sleep through just one noisy night | |
| Holding her so tight, holding her so tight | |
| But my eyes are wide | |
| In a house without a back door | |
| I was looking for a fire escape | |
| And I' ll be ripping up the floorboards | |
| Just trying to get away | |
| From this sleeplessness | |
| Sleeplessness, sleeplessness | |
| ' Cause my mind just can' t stop movin' | |
| And I think I know why | |
| Oooh, I know why | |
| It' s sad | |
| but I' m a sucker for a kind word | |
| And I' ll just hurt until I find one | |
| And I' ll just hurt until I find one | |
| And I' ve been trying all the windows | |
| And I' ve been running up the staircase | |
| In a house without a backdoor... | |
| Sleeplessness, sleeplessness, sleeplessness | |
| In a house without a backdoor Sleeplessness | |
| I was looking for a fire escape Sleeplessness | |
| And I' d be ripping up the floorboards Sleeplessness | |
| Just trying to get away... |