歌曲 | Empty |
歌手 | Del Amitri |
专辑 | Waking Hours |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
Don't get so distressed | |
If the good life won't arrive | |
You've been reading s.o.s. | |
When it's just your clock reading 5:05 | |
And why are you so possessed | |
By the thought that she got free | |
And why are you figuring who's the best | |
When just your luck ran out | |
And she chose me | |
We do not lie side by side | |
And mock the thought of you | |
And i don't take her hand and ask | |
Is this what he used to do? | |
'cos i just want to free her from | |
Your jails of jealous dreams | |
'cos at least a house when it's empty | |
Stays clean | |
I won't pretend | |
That i was simply swayed | |
It was a two way thing not a | |
Three day fling | |
No secrets kept, no truth betrayed | |
And here's the house that held | |
The nightmare that went on | |
And you're sitting there wishing you'd never been born | |
With that self-inflicted crown of thorns | |
We do not lie side by side | |
And mock the thought of you | |
And i don't take her hand and ask | |
Is this what he used to do? | |
'cos i just want to free her from | |
Your jails of jealous dreams | |
'cos at least a house when it's empty | |
Stays clean | |
I won't pretend | |
That i'm the saviour of the innocent and bad | |
But put two withered old blooms in a couple of rooms | |
And they'll behave like lunatics | |
And crave what makes them sad | |
So here's a card that says | |
Happy twenty-second birthday and i wish you were dead | |
And here's a house that held | |
A bevy of devils and an angel as well | |
And you want what i've got | |
When all i've got is guilt | |
And a room that won't stay still | |
Filled with pockets full of crumpled up money and | |
A mantelpiece littered with bills | |
'cos at least a house when it's empty | |
Stays clean |
Don' t get so distressed | |
If the good life won' t arrive | |
You' ve been reading s. o. s. | |
When it' s just your clock reading 5: 05 | |
And why are you so possessed | |
By the thought that she got free | |
And why are you figuring who' s the best | |
When just your luck ran out | |
And she chose me | |
We do not lie side by side | |
And mock the thought of you | |
And i don' t take her hand and ask | |
Is this what he used to do? | |
' cos i just want to free her from | |
Your jails of jealous dreams | |
' cos at least a house when it' s empty | |
Stays clean | |
I won' t pretend | |
That i was simply swayed | |
It was a two way thing not a | |
Three day fling | |
No secrets kept, no truth betrayed | |
And here' s the house that held | |
The nightmare that went on | |
And you' re sitting there wishing you' d never been born | |
With that selfinflicted crown of thorns | |
We do not lie side by side | |
And mock the thought of you | |
And i don' t take her hand and ask | |
Is this what he used to do? | |
' cos i just want to free her from | |
Your jails of jealous dreams | |
' cos at least a house when it' s empty | |
Stays clean | |
I won' t pretend | |
That i' m the saviour of the innocent and bad | |
But put two withered old blooms in a couple of rooms | |
And they' ll behave like lunatics | |
And crave what makes them sad | |
So here' s a card that says | |
Happy twentysecond birthday and i wish you were dead | |
And here' s a house that held | |
A bevy of devils and an angel as well | |
And you want what i' ve got | |
When all i' ve got is guilt | |
And a room that won' t stay still | |
Filled with pockets full of crumpled up money and | |
A mantelpiece littered with bills | |
' cos at least a house when it' s empty | |
Stays clean |
Don' t get so distressed | |
If the good life won' t arrive | |
You' ve been reading s. o. s. | |
When it' s just your clock reading 5: 05 | |
And why are you so possessed | |
By the thought that she got free | |
And why are you figuring who' s the best | |
When just your luck ran out | |
And she chose me | |
We do not lie side by side | |
And mock the thought of you | |
And i don' t take her hand and ask | |
Is this what he used to do? | |
' cos i just want to free her from | |
Your jails of jealous dreams | |
' cos at least a house when it' s empty | |
Stays clean | |
I won' t pretend | |
That i was simply swayed | |
It was a two way thing not a | |
Three day fling | |
No secrets kept, no truth betrayed | |
And here' s the house that held | |
The nightmare that went on | |
And you' re sitting there wishing you' d never been born | |
With that selfinflicted crown of thorns | |
We do not lie side by side | |
And mock the thought of you | |
And i don' t take her hand and ask | |
Is this what he used to do? | |
' cos i just want to free her from | |
Your jails of jealous dreams | |
' cos at least a house when it' s empty | |
Stays clean | |
I won' t pretend | |
That i' m the saviour of the innocent and bad | |
But put two withered old blooms in a couple of rooms | |
And they' ll behave like lunatics | |
And crave what makes them sad | |
So here' s a card that says | |
Happy twentysecond birthday and i wish you were dead | |
And here' s a house that held | |
A bevy of devils and an angel as well | |
And you want what i' ve got | |
When all i' ve got is guilt | |
And a room that won' t stay still | |
Filled with pockets full of crumpled up money and | |
A mantelpiece littered with bills | |
' cos at least a house when it' s empty | |
Stays clean |