作词 : Steer, Walker | |
Yeah, cross my heart and hope to die | |
It will only end in tears, eye for an eye, for an eye | |
If beauty is only skin deep | |
Then thankfully I am blind | |
Cross my heart and hope to die | |
Cross my heart, come cross the line | |
Won't you be mine, my bloody valentine? | |
Put me on a pedestal, he'll put you on a slab | |
Cross my heart and hope to die | |
Come, let's cross the line | |
There's a fine line | |
Between love and hate | |
Let's tear it apart | |
Cross my heart | |
And hope to die | |
Cross my heart | |
Come, let's cross the line | |
Time is no great healer, quickly the senses numb | |
Come cross my heart, void and null | |
Love is a weakness, lust conquers all | |
Cross my heart and hope to die | |
Where do we draw the line? | |
There's a fine line | |
Between love and hate | |
Let's tear it in two | |
Cross my heart | |
And hope to die | |
Cross my heart | |
Come, let's cross the line | |
Let's tear it apart | |
Yeah, cross my heart | |
And hope to die | |
Cross my heart | |
Come, let's cross the line | |
Come on, cross my heart | |
And hope to die | |
Yeah, cross my heart | |
And let's cross the line |
zuo ci : Steer, Walker | |
Yeah, cross my heart and hope to die | |
It will only end in tears, eye for an eye, for an eye | |
If beauty is only skin deep | |
Then thankfully I am blind | |
Cross my heart and hope to die | |
Cross my heart, come cross the line | |
Won' t you be mine, my bloody valentine? | |
Put me on a pedestal, he' ll put you on a slab | |
Cross my heart and hope to die | |
Come, let' s cross the line | |
There' s a fine line | |
Between love and hate | |
Let' s tear it apart | |
Cross my heart | |
And hope to die | |
Cross my heart | |
Come, let' s cross the line | |
Time is no great healer, quickly the senses numb | |
Come cross my heart, void and null | |
Love is a weakness, lust conquers all | |
Cross my heart and hope to die | |
Where do we draw the line? | |
There' s a fine line | |
Between love and hate | |
Let' s tear it in two | |
Cross my heart | |
And hope to die | |
Cross my heart | |
Come, let' s cross the line | |
Let' s tear it apart | |
Yeah, cross my heart | |
And hope to die | |
Cross my heart | |
Come, let' s cross the line | |
Come on, cross my heart | |
And hope to die | |
Yeah, cross my heart | |
And let' s cross the line |
zuò cí : Steer, Walker | |
Yeah, cross my heart and hope to die | |
It will only end in tears, eye for an eye, for an eye | |
If beauty is only skin deep | |
Then thankfully I am blind | |
Cross my heart and hope to die | |
Cross my heart, come cross the line | |
Won' t you be mine, my bloody valentine? | |
Put me on a pedestal, he' ll put you on a slab | |
Cross my heart and hope to die | |
Come, let' s cross the line | |
There' s a fine line | |
Between love and hate | |
Let' s tear it apart | |
Cross my heart | |
And hope to die | |
Cross my heart | |
Come, let' s cross the line | |
Time is no great healer, quickly the senses numb | |
Come cross my heart, void and null | |
Love is a weakness, lust conquers all | |
Cross my heart and hope to die | |
Where do we draw the line? | |
There' s a fine line | |
Between love and hate | |
Let' s tear it in two | |
Cross my heart | |
And hope to die | |
Cross my heart | |
Come, let' s cross the line | |
Let' s tear it apart | |
Yeah, cross my heart | |
And hope to die | |
Cross my heart | |
Come, let' s cross the line | |
Come on, cross my heart | |
And hope to die | |
Yeah, cross my heart | |
And let' s cross the line |