歌曲 | Goodbye |
歌手 | Emilie Autumn |
专辑 | Your Sugar Sits Untouched |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
And so I've said too much | |
And not enough | |
And so the play is finally at an end | |
You never had the care | |
To call my bluff | |
And so I must be pleased | |
To be your friend | |
But what then was the purpose of this game? | |
I never really had a chance to win | |
It's true | |
I rather like who I became | |
But what am I to do with who I've been? | |
For I may wish to meet myself someday | |
Among the ashes of a fire long dead | |
To see my shadow there and hear it say | |
That it was happy with the life it lead | |
What emptiness awaits me? | |
This I fear | |
Far more than any peril I might face | |
My purpose in this world became less clear | |
When you were taken from your cherished place | |
Within my wishing heart | |
And went your way | |
So willingly it almost makes me ill | |
To think it never crossed your mind to stay | |
Pushes the dagger deep | |
Completes the kill | |
And yet how much of this was done by me? | |
Had I the courage would you still have flown? | |
How sad to think this was not destiny | |
But my mistake | |
Yet how could I have known? | |
Now here is my dilemma | |
As it seems | |
Do I accept the score that fate has set | |
And calmly watch the passing of my dreams | |
Or do I dare to place | |
Another bet | |
That where the curtain falls | |
Another rises | |
If I am wrong then strike me for my sins | |
But I believe our acts and thin disguises | |
Were but a prologue to what now begins… |
And so I' ve said too much | |
And not enough | |
And so the play is finally at an end | |
You never had the care | |
To call my bluff | |
And so I must be pleased | |
To be your friend | |
But what then was the purpose of this game? | |
I never really had a chance to win | |
It' s true | |
I rather like who I became | |
But what am I to do with who I' ve been? | |
For I may wish to meet myself someday | |
Among the ashes of a fire long dead | |
To see my shadow there and hear it say | |
That it was happy with the life it lead | |
What emptiness awaits me? | |
This I fear | |
Far more than any peril I might face | |
My purpose in this world became less clear | |
When you were taken from your cherished place | |
Within my wishing heart | |
And went your way | |
So willingly it almost makes me ill | |
To think it never crossed your mind to stay | |
Pushes the dagger deep | |
Completes the kill | |
And yet how much of this was done by me? | |
Had I the courage would you still have flown? | |
How sad to think this was not destiny | |
But my mistake | |
Yet how could I have known? | |
Now here is my dilemma | |
As it seems | |
Do I accept the score that fate has set | |
And calmly watch the passing of my dreams | |
Or do I dare to place | |
Another bet | |
That where the curtain falls | |
Another rises | |
If I am wrong then strike me for my sins | |
But I believe our acts and thin disguises | |
Were but a prologue to what now begins |
And so I' ve said too much | |
And not enough | |
And so the play is finally at an end | |
You never had the care | |
To call my bluff | |
And so I must be pleased | |
To be your friend | |
But what then was the purpose of this game? | |
I never really had a chance to win | |
It' s true | |
I rather like who I became | |
But what am I to do with who I' ve been? | |
For I may wish to meet myself someday | |
Among the ashes of a fire long dead | |
To see my shadow there and hear it say | |
That it was happy with the life it lead | |
What emptiness awaits me? | |
This I fear | |
Far more than any peril I might face | |
My purpose in this world became less clear | |
When you were taken from your cherished place | |
Within my wishing heart | |
And went your way | |
So willingly it almost makes me ill | |
To think it never crossed your mind to stay | |
Pushes the dagger deep | |
Completes the kill | |
And yet how much of this was done by me? | |
Had I the courage would you still have flown? | |
How sad to think this was not destiny | |
But my mistake | |
Yet how could I have known? | |
Now here is my dilemma | |
As it seems | |
Do I accept the score that fate has set | |
And calmly watch the passing of my dreams | |
Or do I dare to place | |
Another bet | |
That where the curtain falls | |
Another rises | |
If I am wrong then strike me for my sins | |
But I believe our acts and thin disguises | |
Were but a prologue to what now begins |