| Song | What I'd Be Without Me |
| Artist | The Paper Chase |
| Album | God Bless Your Black Heart |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Congleton | |
| Dear diary, as you can see the pen’s drinking | |
| And it’s an ornery little thing | |
| And it’s dreadful, dreadful, dreadful | |
| Dear diary, my sweet body will turn on me | |
| Say pretty please cause god is listening | |
| And we all fall in the big empty | |
| Do you wanna know what girls want? | |
| Do you wanna know what girls really need? | |
| They want the greasy hands all over their mouths | |
| Apparently turncoats that grant the nosebleeds | |
| And do you wanna know what boys want? | |
| They want the grass stains on their sisters’ barbies | |
| And they want their hands crawling up there them self | |
| And you’re knock-kneed, knock-kneed, knock-kneed | |
| We’ll cross our hearts, we’ll cross our | |
| T’s I’ll clean your feet you’ll scrape your knees | |
| Remember me? | |
| I had you by your baby teeth | |
| Abeline, look at me | |
| Were you wanting to go it without me? | |
| Wait and see wait and see | |
| Don’t forget what you will be without me | |
| Grab your knees fall asleep | |
| When you wander the desert in suspense | |
| Wait for me wait for me | |
| Don’t you stumble across your own footprints | |
| Baby teeth baby teeth come to me | |
| Come to me, come to me, come to me | |
| Dear diary, day ten of day ten’s desert scene | |
| It’s an odious thing | |
| And it’s awful, awful, awful | |
| Dear diary, | |
| I fear I’ve seen those things | |
| I’ve seen | |
| Say pretty please cause god is listening | |
| And we all fall in the big empty | |
| Abeline, look at me | |
| Were you wanting to go it without me? | |
| Wait and see wait and see | |
| Don’t forget what you will be without me | |
| Grab your knees fall asleep | |
| When you wander the desert in suspense | |
| Wait for me wait for me | |
| Don’t you stumble across your own footprints | |
| Baby teeth baby teeth come to me | |
| Come to me, come to me, come to me | |
| Baby teeth baby teeth | |
| Were you wanting to know what | |
| I’m made of? | |
| This is me this is me | |
| Snap a photo to show what | |
| I once was | |
| Grab your knees fall asleep | |
| When you wander the desert in suspense | |
| Wait for me wait for me | |
| Don’t you stumble across your own footprints | |
| Baby teeth baby teeth | |
| Come to me, come to me |
| zuo qu : Congleton | |
| Dear diary, as you can see the pen' s drinking | |
| And it' s an ornery little thing | |
| And it' s dreadful, dreadful, dreadful | |
| Dear diary, my sweet body will turn on me | |
| Say pretty please cause god is listening | |
| And we all fall in the big empty | |
| Do you wanna know what girls want? | |
| Do you wanna know what girls really need? | |
| They want the greasy hands all over their mouths | |
| Apparently turncoats that grant the nosebleeds | |
| And do you wanna know what boys want? | |
| They want the grass stains on their sisters' barbies | |
| And they want their hands crawling up there them self | |
| And you' re knockkneed, knockkneed, knockkneed | |
| We' ll cross our hearts, we' ll cross our | |
| T' s I' ll clean your feet you' ll scrape your knees | |
| Remember me? | |
| I had you by your baby teeth | |
| Abeline, look at me | |
| Were you wanting to go it without me? | |
| Wait and see wait and see | |
| Don' t forget what you will be without me | |
| Grab your knees fall asleep | |
| When you wander the desert in suspense | |
| Wait for me wait for me | |
| Don' t you stumble across your own footprints | |
| Baby teeth baby teeth come to me | |
| Come to me, come to me, come to me | |
| Dear diary, day ten of day ten' s desert scene | |
| It' s an odious thing | |
| And it' s awful, awful, awful | |
| Dear diary, | |
| I fear I' ve seen those things | |
| I' ve seen | |
| Say pretty please cause god is listening | |
| And we all fall in the big empty | |
| Abeline, look at me | |
| Were you wanting to go it without me? | |
| Wait and see wait and see | |
| Don' t forget what you will be without me | |
| Grab your knees fall asleep | |
| When you wander the desert in suspense | |
| Wait for me wait for me | |
| Don' t you stumble across your own footprints | |
| Baby teeth baby teeth come to me | |
| Come to me, come to me, come to me | |
| Baby teeth baby teeth | |
| Were you wanting to know what | |
| I' m made of? | |
| This is me this is me | |
| Snap a photo to show what | |
| I once was | |
| Grab your knees fall asleep | |
| When you wander the desert in suspense | |
| Wait for me wait for me | |
| Don' t you stumble across your own footprints | |
| Baby teeth baby teeth | |
| Come to me, come to me |
| zuò qǔ : Congleton | |
| Dear diary, as you can see the pen' s drinking | |
| And it' s an ornery little thing | |
| And it' s dreadful, dreadful, dreadful | |
| Dear diary, my sweet body will turn on me | |
| Say pretty please cause god is listening | |
| And we all fall in the big empty | |
| Do you wanna know what girls want? | |
| Do you wanna know what girls really need? | |
| They want the greasy hands all over their mouths | |
| Apparently turncoats that grant the nosebleeds | |
| And do you wanna know what boys want? | |
| They want the grass stains on their sisters' barbies | |
| And they want their hands crawling up there them self | |
| And you' re knockkneed, knockkneed, knockkneed | |
| We' ll cross our hearts, we' ll cross our | |
| T' s I' ll clean your feet you' ll scrape your knees | |
| Remember me? | |
| I had you by your baby teeth | |
| Abeline, look at me | |
| Were you wanting to go it without me? | |
| Wait and see wait and see | |
| Don' t forget what you will be without me | |
| Grab your knees fall asleep | |
| When you wander the desert in suspense | |
| Wait for me wait for me | |
| Don' t you stumble across your own footprints | |
| Baby teeth baby teeth come to me | |
| Come to me, come to me, come to me | |
| Dear diary, day ten of day ten' s desert scene | |
| It' s an odious thing | |
| And it' s awful, awful, awful | |
| Dear diary, | |
| I fear I' ve seen those things | |
| I' ve seen | |
| Say pretty please cause god is listening | |
| And we all fall in the big empty | |
| Abeline, look at me | |
| Were you wanting to go it without me? | |
| Wait and see wait and see | |
| Don' t forget what you will be without me | |
| Grab your knees fall asleep | |
| When you wander the desert in suspense | |
| Wait for me wait for me | |
| Don' t you stumble across your own footprints | |
| Baby teeth baby teeth come to me | |
| Come to me, come to me, come to me | |
| Baby teeth baby teeth | |
| Were you wanting to know what | |
| I' m made of? | |
| This is me this is me | |
| Snap a photo to show what | |
| I once was | |
| Grab your knees fall asleep | |
| When you wander the desert in suspense | |
| Wait for me wait for me | |
| Don' t you stumble across your own footprints | |
| Baby teeth baby teeth | |
| Come to me, come to me |