作词 : Ida Gard | |
作曲 : Ida Gard | |
What were you thinking | |
did you think you'd ever save him | |
did you think your love could hold him up | |
you're not enough | |
Pack your self-esteem | |
and get your hiney on the first train | |
listen when I tell you this ain't love | |
you're not enough | |
Leave before it's too late to say you tried | |
he keeps his eyes shut and his hell inside | |
you gotta hand him a gun | |
and run, run, run, run | |
what happened to all the dreams you shared | |
who cares it's a nightmare | |
you gotta hand him a gun | |
and run, run, run, run | |
It is over | |
you have given everything you had | |
Sacrificed yourself to win the war | |
it's not enough | |
it's not enough | |
The last battle | |
battle will be his alone | |
he should have had it | |
had it a long time ago | |
It doesn't matter | |
matter what you do | |
It doesn't matter | |
matter it's not about you | |
The last battle | |
battle will be his alone | |
he should have had it | |
had it a long time ago | |
It doesn't matter | |
matter what you do | |
It doesn't matter | |
matter it's not about you | |
Leave before it's too late to say you tried | |
he keeps his eyes shut and his hell inside | |
you gotta hand him a gun | |
and run, run, run, run | |
what happened to all the dreams you shared | |
who cares it's a nightmare | |
you gotta hand him a gun | |
and run, run, run | |
He needs you to push him to the edge | |
he has to make a choice by himself | |
you gotta hand him a gun | |
He’ll hit rock bottom and you’ll be gone | |
We’ll see if he makes the final call | |
We’ll settle this once and for all | |
Just hand him a gun | |
And run, run, run, run, run, run, run, run, run, run, run, run… |
zuo ci : Ida Gard | |
zuo qu : Ida Gard | |
What were you thinking | |
did you think you' d ever save him | |
did you think your love could hold him up | |
you' re not enough | |
Pack your selfesteem | |
and get your hiney on the first train | |
listen when I tell you this ain' t love | |
you' re not enough | |
Leave before it' s too late to say you tried | |
he keeps his eyes shut and his hell inside | |
you gotta hand him a gun | |
and run, run, run, run | |
what happened to all the dreams you shared | |
who cares it' s a nightmare | |
you gotta hand him a gun | |
and run, run, run, run | |
It is over | |
you have given everything you had | |
Sacrificed yourself to win the war | |
it' s not enough | |
it' s not enough | |
The last battle | |
battle will be his alone | |
he should have had it | |
had it a long time ago | |
It doesn' t matter | |
matter what you do | |
It doesn' t matter | |
matter it' s not about you | |
The last battle | |
battle will be his alone | |
he should have had it | |
had it a long time ago | |
It doesn' t matter | |
matter what you do | |
It doesn' t matter | |
matter it' s not about you | |
Leave before it' s too late to say you tried | |
he keeps his eyes shut and his hell inside | |
you gotta hand him a gun | |
and run, run, run, run | |
what happened to all the dreams you shared | |
who cares it' s a nightmare | |
you gotta hand him a gun | |
and run, run, run | |
He needs you to push him to the edge | |
he has to make a choice by himself | |
you gotta hand him a gun | |
He' ll hit rock bottom and you' ll be gone | |
We' ll see if he makes the final call | |
We' ll settle this once and for all | |
Just hand him a gun | |
And run, run, run, run, run, run, run, run, run, run, run, run |
zuò cí : Ida Gard | |
zuò qǔ : Ida Gard | |
What were you thinking | |
did you think you' d ever save him | |
did you think your love could hold him up | |
you' re not enough | |
Pack your selfesteem | |
and get your hiney on the first train | |
listen when I tell you this ain' t love | |
you' re not enough | |
Leave before it' s too late to say you tried | |
he keeps his eyes shut and his hell inside | |
you gotta hand him a gun | |
and run, run, run, run | |
what happened to all the dreams you shared | |
who cares it' s a nightmare | |
you gotta hand him a gun | |
and run, run, run, run | |
It is over | |
you have given everything you had | |
Sacrificed yourself to win the war | |
it' s not enough | |
it' s not enough | |
The last battle | |
battle will be his alone | |
he should have had it | |
had it a long time ago | |
It doesn' t matter | |
matter what you do | |
It doesn' t matter | |
matter it' s not about you | |
The last battle | |
battle will be his alone | |
he should have had it | |
had it a long time ago | |
It doesn' t matter | |
matter what you do | |
It doesn' t matter | |
matter it' s not about you | |
Leave before it' s too late to say you tried | |
he keeps his eyes shut and his hell inside | |
you gotta hand him a gun | |
and run, run, run, run | |
what happened to all the dreams you shared | |
who cares it' s a nightmare | |
you gotta hand him a gun | |
and run, run, run | |
He needs you to push him to the edge | |
he has to make a choice by himself | |
you gotta hand him a gun | |
He' ll hit rock bottom and you' ll be gone | |
We' ll see if he makes the final call | |
We' ll settle this once and for all | |
Just hand him a gun | |
And run, run, run, run, run, run, run, run, run, run, run, run |