I Will Not Be Worth It 歌词

	作词 : Maija Sofia Makela
	作曲 : Maija Sofia Makela
	This is how the dust settles
	it's a flimsy filter to the aftershock
	you ask if I admire you, of course I do,
	but to tell you the truth
	I'm just a cheap wounded glitter fling,
	a pretty thing, but I will not be worth it.

	Lethargic darlin', little old you and me,
	are we almost obsolete?
	The distance grows stark and planetary,
	there is nothing there to touch or see
	and 'Love', that scarred tarnished shrapnel dream,
	is left undone
	and I'm just cold and easy

	So I will not be worth it

	But come here, come here
	come here, my sweet damaged dear.
	Come here, come here,
	come here my cheap box of fears.
	Come here, come here,
	come here my sweet damaged dear,
	come here, come here,
	come here, spin gold from my tears.

	But you know I'm not worth it.

	zuo ci : Maija Sofia Makela
	zuo qu : Maija Sofia Makela
	This is how the dust settles
	it' s a flimsy filter to the aftershock
	you ask if I admire you, of course I do,
	but to tell you the truth
	I' m just a cheap wounded glitter fling,
	a pretty thing, but I will not be worth it.

	Lethargic darlin', little old you and me,
	are we almost obsolete?
	The distance grows stark and planetary,
	there is nothing there to touch or see
	and ' Love', that scarred tarnished shrapnel dream,
	is left undone
	and I' m just cold and easy

	So I will not be worth it

	But come here, come here
	come here, my sweet damaged dear.
	Come here, come here,
	come here my cheap box of fears.
	Come here, come here,
	come here my sweet damaged dear,
	come here, come here,
	come here, spin gold from my tears.

	But you know I' m not worth it.

	zuò cí : Maija Sofia Makela
	zuò qǔ : Maija Sofia Makela
	This is how the dust settles
	it' s a flimsy filter to the aftershock
	you ask if I admire you, of course I do,
	but to tell you the truth
	I' m just a cheap wounded glitter fling,
	a pretty thing, but I will not be worth it.

	Lethargic darlin', little old you and me,
	are we almost obsolete?
	The distance grows stark and planetary,
	there is nothing there to touch or see
	and ' Love', that scarred tarnished shrapnel dream,
	is left undone
	and I' m just cold and easy

	So I will not be worth it

	But come here, come here
	come here, my sweet damaged dear.
	Come here, come here,
	come here my cheap box of fears.
	Come here, come here,
	come here my sweet damaged dear,
	come here, come here,
	come here, spin gold from my tears.

	But you know I' m not worth it.

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