Song | Dear Ms. Leading |
Artist | The Dear Hunter |
Album | Act II: The Meaning of, And All Things Regarding Ms. Leading |
作曲 : Crescenzo, Dear Hunter | |
Dear Ms. Leading | |
I hate to tell you that | |
I no longer need your services | |
A bitter fabricating manufacturer of lust | |
You have been presented as | |
It doesn’t do a thing for me, | |
I now know your identity | |
A black widow who temps her prey with promises of love | |
If ignorance is bliss ,wish | |
I was blissfully ignorant | |
But I'm not, | |
I'm enlightened now light has been presented to me | |
In. Spite. | |
Of. You. You know | |
Ms. Leading | |
I regret to inform you | |
I’ve fallen out of lust | |
It must be so hard to understand | |
Hell no I don’t think so, hell no | |
I don’t think so | |
Did you really think me a fool enough to play along? | |
And make believe everything you said was true | |
Push your powdered lips on another unsuspecting lovers | |
Hell no I don’t think so, hell no | |
I don’t think so | |
Dear Ms. Leading in response to your response | |
I'm simply unavailable | |
I hope you got the message in the message that | |
I sent Shame on me for falling for someone so dense | |
In different times | |
I’d might of fooled around with something warm, something with security | |
As fleeting as momentary rapture and the pleasure of collapsing in arms | |
So welcoming to others just like me | |
Come now Ms. | |
Leading I regret to inform you | |
I’ve fallen out of lust | |
It must be so hard to understand | |
Hell no I don’t think so, hell no | |
I don’t think so | |
Did you really think me a fool enough to play along? | |
And make believe everything you said was true | |
Push your powdered lips on another unsuspecting lovers. | |
Hell no I don’t think so, hell no | |
I don’t think so |
zuò qǔ : Crescenzo, Dear Hunter | |
Dear Ms. Leading | |
I hate to tell you that | |
I no longer need your services | |
A bitter fabricating manufacturer of lust | |
You have been presented as | |
It doesn' t do a thing for me, | |
I now know your identity | |
A black widow who temps her prey with promises of love | |
If ignorance is bliss , wish | |
I was blissfully ignorant | |
But I' m not, | |
I' m enlightened now light has been presented to me | |
In. Spite. | |
Of. You. You know | |
Ms. Leading | |
I regret to inform you | |
I' ve fallen out of lust | |
It must be so hard to understand | |
Hell no I don' t think so, hell no | |
I don' t think so | |
Did you really think me a fool enough to play along? | |
And make believe everything you said was true | |
Push your powdered lips on another unsuspecting lovers | |
Hell no I don' t think so, hell no | |
I don' t think so | |
Dear Ms. Leading in response to your response | |
I' m simply unavailable | |
I hope you got the message in the message that | |
I sent Shame on me for falling for someone so dense | |
In different times | |
I' d might of fooled around with something warm, something with security | |
As fleeting as momentary rapture and the pleasure of collapsing in arms | |
So welcoming to others just like me | |
Come now Ms. | |
Leading I regret to inform you | |
I' ve fallen out of lust | |
It must be so hard to understand | |
Hell no I don' t think so, hell no | |
I don' t think so | |
Did you really think me a fool enough to play along? | |
And make believe everything you said was true | |
Push your powdered lips on another unsuspecting lovers. | |
Hell no I don' t think so, hell no | |
I don' t think so |