| 歌曲 | Make-Up Smeared Eyes |
| 歌手 | Automatic Loveletter |
| 专辑 | Recover |
| 作曲 : Simms | |
| Left your t-shirt in my room, still smells of you | |
| And the picture you hung on the door lay smashed, picture perfect. | |
| Explains now, clearly nothing left but a memory | |
| We only made out you never kissed me that's how | |
| I learned to hold back all feeling | |
| Wait, please don't go, | |
| I won't stay. | |
| All these words on replay. | |
| I'm ok, Its alright, good to know that your fine. | |
| Pretending everything is right, to make it better. | |
| I'll hide my make up smeared eyes, to show that | |
| I tried.Some how you have managed to get under my skin, more than anyone ever did. | |
| And if every whole makes a scar and every scar marks its place then | |
| I will never live freely without your trace. | |
| And it'll never be fair, | |
| I wrote my songs for you and you never even cared. | |
| So Ill forget you, | |
| Ill wish your t-shirt, kill the pillow and cut you out of pictures | |
| Wait, please don't go, | |
| I won't stay. | |
| All these words on replay. | |
| I'm ok, Its alright, good to know that your fine. | |
| Pretending everything is right, to make it better. | |
| I'll hide my make up smeared eyes...this drama sat shot gunmy eyes rained like autumnonly the glove box knowshow the story goesnow that this bandage is broken andthe cuts left in openill tell you just one thingthis wasn't worth the sting |
| zuò qǔ : Simms | |
| Left your tshirt in my room, still smells of you | |
| And the picture you hung on the door lay smashed, picture perfect. | |
| Explains now, clearly nothing left but a memory | |
| We only made out you never kissed me that' s how | |
| I learned to hold back all feeling | |
| Wait, please don' t go, | |
| I won' t stay. | |
| All these words on replay. | |
| I' m ok, Its alright, good to know that your fine. | |
| Pretending everything is right, to make it better. | |
| I' ll hide my make up smeared eyes, to show that | |
| I tried. Some how you have managed to get under my skin, more than anyone ever did. | |
| And if every whole makes a scar and every scar marks its place then | |
| I will never live freely without your trace. | |
| And it' ll never be fair, | |
| I wrote my songs for you and you never even cared. | |
| So Ill forget you, | |
| Ill wish your tshirt, kill the pillow and cut you out of pictures | |
| Wait, please don' t go, | |
| I won' t stay. | |
| All these words on replay. | |
| I' m ok, Its alright, good to know that your fine. | |
| Pretending everything is right, to make it better. | |
| I' ll hide my make up smeared eyes... this drama sat shot gunmy eyes rained like autumnonly the glove box knowshow the story goesnow that this bandage is broken andthe cuts left in openill tell you just one thingthis wasn' t worth the sting |