| Song | Cut the Cord |
| Artist | Charlotte Martin |
| Album | Stromata |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Martin | |
| Cut the Cord | |
| Big sigh on my my a mountain lion, hello | |
| Oxygen or baby this one's gonna blow | |
| And we go up, down, up | |
| And we go up and down again | |
| Then we go down, up, down, up | |
| We go down and up again-gain-gain | |
| Three seeds cheap of turning torture into love | |
| I wise up but it's not me you're thinking of | |
| Gonna hold out on me | |
| Gonna go out on her again | |
| And you go frown for sure | |
| And we're real proud you know | |
| And it's the same sad love song | |
| And then it's all right, all wrong | |
| And then we're too weak, too strong | |
| To cut the cord | |
| Stronghold you told me that you weren't into storms | |
| How the sky breaks into what we should have formed | |
| But we are no cloud, no sun | |
| And we're no rainbow that's sure | |
| And we're no street, no heat | |
| Just a vapor in the fog | |
| And it's the same sad love song | |
| And then it's all right, all wrong | |
| And then we're too weak, too strong | |
| To cut the cord | |
| To cut the cord | |
| Just enough to satisfy me | |
| Just enough to gratify me | |
| Just enough to blaze your fire through my desert | |
| Just enough to satisfy me | |
| Just enough to gratify me | |
| Just enough to blaze your fire through my desert | |
| Open books aren't really books without the words | |
| Love's not love if it's not painfully absurd | |
| And then we're hot and cold | |
| And then we're hot and cold again | |
| And then we're shy and bold | |
| And this is crazier as friends | |
| It's the same sad love song | |
| And then it's all right, all wrong | |
| And then we're too weak, too strong | |
| And it's the same sad love song | |
| And then it's all right, all wrong | |
| And then we're too weak, too strong | |
| To cut the cord | |
| To cut the cord | |
| To cut the cord | |
| To cut the cord |
| zuo qu : Martin | |
| Cut the Cord | |
| Big sigh on my my a mountain lion, hello | |
| Oxygen or baby this one' s gonna blow | |
| And we go up, down, up | |
| And we go up and down again | |
| Then we go down, up, down, up | |
| We go down and up againgaingain | |
| Three seeds cheap of turning torture into love | |
| I wise up but it' s not me you' re thinking of | |
| Gonna hold out on me | |
| Gonna go out on her again | |
| And you go frown for sure | |
| And we' re real proud you know | |
| And it' s the same sad love song | |
| And then it' s all right, all wrong | |
| And then we' re too weak, too strong | |
| To cut the cord | |
| Stronghold you told me that you weren' t into storms | |
| How the sky breaks into what we should have formed | |
| But we are no cloud, no sun | |
| And we' re no rainbow that' s sure | |
| And we' re no street, no heat | |
| Just a vapor in the fog | |
| And it' s the same sad love song | |
| And then it' s all right, all wrong | |
| And then we' re too weak, too strong | |
| To cut the cord | |
| To cut the cord | |
| Just enough to satisfy me | |
| Just enough to gratify me | |
| Just enough to blaze your fire through my desert | |
| Just enough to satisfy me | |
| Just enough to gratify me | |
| Just enough to blaze your fire through my desert | |
| Open books aren' t really books without the words | |
| Love' s not love if it' s not painfully absurd | |
| And then we' re hot and cold | |
| And then we' re hot and cold again | |
| And then we' re shy and bold | |
| And this is crazier as friends | |
| It' s the same sad love song | |
| And then it' s all right, all wrong | |
| And then we' re too weak, too strong | |
| And it' s the same sad love song | |
| And then it' s all right, all wrong | |
| And then we' re too weak, too strong | |
| To cut the cord | |
| To cut the cord | |
| To cut the cord | |
| To cut the cord |
| zuò qǔ : Martin | |
| Cut the Cord | |
| Big sigh on my my a mountain lion, hello | |
| Oxygen or baby this one' s gonna blow | |
| And we go up, down, up | |
| And we go up and down again | |
| Then we go down, up, down, up | |
| We go down and up againgaingain | |
| Three seeds cheap of turning torture into love | |
| I wise up but it' s not me you' re thinking of | |
| Gonna hold out on me | |
| Gonna go out on her again | |
| And you go frown for sure | |
| And we' re real proud you know | |
| And it' s the same sad love song | |
| And then it' s all right, all wrong | |
| And then we' re too weak, too strong | |
| To cut the cord | |
| Stronghold you told me that you weren' t into storms | |
| How the sky breaks into what we should have formed | |
| But we are no cloud, no sun | |
| And we' re no rainbow that' s sure | |
| And we' re no street, no heat | |
| Just a vapor in the fog | |
| And it' s the same sad love song | |
| And then it' s all right, all wrong | |
| And then we' re too weak, too strong | |
| To cut the cord | |
| To cut the cord | |
| Just enough to satisfy me | |
| Just enough to gratify me | |
| Just enough to blaze your fire through my desert | |
| Just enough to satisfy me | |
| Just enough to gratify me | |
| Just enough to blaze your fire through my desert | |
| Open books aren' t really books without the words | |
| Love' s not love if it' s not painfully absurd | |
| And then we' re hot and cold | |
| And then we' re hot and cold again | |
| And then we' re shy and bold | |
| And this is crazier as friends | |
| It' s the same sad love song | |
| And then it' s all right, all wrong | |
| And then we' re too weak, too strong | |
| And it' s the same sad love song | |
| And then it' s all right, all wrong | |
| And then we' re too weak, too strong | |
| To cut the cord | |
| To cut the cord | |
| To cut the cord | |
| To cut the cord |