歌曲 | I Know It's Over |
歌手 | Emilie Autumn |
专辑 | By the Sword |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
Oh Mother, I can feel the soil falling over my head | |
And as I climb into an empty bed | |
Oh well. Enough said. | |
I know it's over - still I cling | |
I don't know where else I can go | |
Oh… | |
Oh Mother, I can feel the soil falling over my head | |
See, the sea wants to take me | |
The knife wants to slit me | |
Do you think you can help me? | |
Sad veiled bride, please be happy | |
Handsome groom, give her room | |
Loud, loutish lover, treat her kindly | |
(Though she needs you | |
More than she loves you) | |
And I know it's over - still I cling | |
I don't know where else I can go | |
Over and over and over and over | |
Over and over, la… | |
I know it's over | |
And it never really began | |
But in my heart it was so real | |
And you even spoke to me, and said: | |
“If you're so funny | |
Then why are you on your own tonight? | |
And if you're so clever | |
Then why are you on your own tonight? | |
If you're so very entertaining | |
Then why are you on your own tonight? | |
If you're so very good-looking | |
Why do you sleep alone tonight? | |
I know… | |
‘Cause tonight is just like any other night | |
That's why you're on your own tonight | |
With your triumphs and your charms | |
While they're in each other's arms…” | |
It's so easy to laugh | |
It's so easy to hate | |
It takes strength to be gentle and kind | |
Over, over, over, over | |
It's so easy to laugh | |
It's so easy to hate | |
It takes guts to be gentle and kind | |
Over, over | |
Love is natural and real | |
But not for you, my love | |
Not tonight, my love | |
Love is natural and real | |
But not for such as you and I, my love | |
Oh Mother, I can feel the soil falling over my head | |
Oh Mother, I can feel the soil falling over my head | |
Oh Mother, I can feel the soil falling over my head | |
Oh Mother, I can feel the soil falling over my… | |
Oh Mother, I can feel the soil falling over my head | |
Oh Mother, I can even feel the soil falling over my head | |
Oh Mother, I can feel the soil falling over my head | |
Oh Mother, I can feel the soil falling over my… |
Oh Mother, I can feel the soil falling over my head | |
And as I climb into an empty bed | |
Oh well. Enough said. | |
I know it' s over still I cling | |
I don' t know where else I can go | |
Oh | |
Oh Mother, I can feel the soil falling over my head | |
See, the sea wants to take me | |
The knife wants to slit me | |
Do you think you can help me? | |
Sad veiled bride, please be happy | |
Handsome groom, give her room | |
Loud, loutish lover, treat her kindly | |
Though she needs you | |
More than she loves you | |
And I know it' s over still I cling | |
I don' t know where else I can go | |
Over and over and over and over | |
Over and over, la | |
I know it' s over | |
And it never really began | |
But in my heart it was so real | |
And you even spoke to me, and said: | |
" If you' re so funny | |
Then why are you on your own tonight? | |
And if you' re so clever | |
Then why are you on your own tonight? | |
If you' re so very entertaining | |
Then why are you on your own tonight? | |
If you' re so very goodlooking | |
Why do you sleep alone tonight? | |
I know | |
' Cause tonight is just like any other night | |
That' s why you' re on your own tonight | |
With your triumphs and your charms | |
While they' re in each other' s arms" | |
It' s so easy to laugh | |
It' s so easy to hate | |
It takes strength to be gentle and kind | |
Over, over, over, over | |
It' s so easy to laugh | |
It' s so easy to hate | |
It takes guts to be gentle and kind | |
Over, over | |
Love is natural and real | |
But not for you, my love | |
Not tonight, my love | |
Love is natural and real | |
But not for such as you and I, my love | |
Oh Mother, I can feel the soil falling over my head | |
Oh Mother, I can feel the soil falling over my head | |
Oh Mother, I can feel the soil falling over my head | |
Oh Mother, I can feel the soil falling over my | |
Oh Mother, I can feel the soil falling over my head | |
Oh Mother, I can even feel the soil falling over my head | |
Oh Mother, I can feel the soil falling over my head | |
Oh Mother, I can feel the soil falling over my |
Oh Mother, I can feel the soil falling over my head | |
And as I climb into an empty bed | |
Oh well. Enough said. | |
I know it' s over still I cling | |
I don' t know where else I can go | |
Oh | |
Oh Mother, I can feel the soil falling over my head | |
See, the sea wants to take me | |
The knife wants to slit me | |
Do you think you can help me? | |
Sad veiled bride, please be happy | |
Handsome groom, give her room | |
Loud, loutish lover, treat her kindly | |
Though she needs you | |
More than she loves you | |
And I know it' s over still I cling | |
I don' t know where else I can go | |
Over and over and over and over | |
Over and over, la | |
I know it' s over | |
And it never really began | |
But in my heart it was so real | |
And you even spoke to me, and said: | |
" If you' re so funny | |
Then why are you on your own tonight? | |
And if you' re so clever | |
Then why are you on your own tonight? | |
If you' re so very entertaining | |
Then why are you on your own tonight? | |
If you' re so very goodlooking | |
Why do you sleep alone tonight? | |
I know | |
' Cause tonight is just like any other night | |
That' s why you' re on your own tonight | |
With your triumphs and your charms | |
While they' re in each other' s arms" | |
It' s so easy to laugh | |
It' s so easy to hate | |
It takes strength to be gentle and kind | |
Over, over, over, over | |
It' s so easy to laugh | |
It' s so easy to hate | |
It takes guts to be gentle and kind | |
Over, over | |
Love is natural and real | |
But not for you, my love | |
Not tonight, my love | |
Love is natural and real | |
But not for such as you and I, my love | |
Oh Mother, I can feel the soil falling over my head | |
Oh Mother, I can feel the soil falling over my head | |
Oh Mother, I can feel the soil falling over my head | |
Oh Mother, I can feel the soil falling over my | |
Oh Mother, I can feel the soil falling over my head | |
Oh Mother, I can even feel the soil falling over my head | |
Oh Mother, I can feel the soil falling over my head | |
Oh Mother, I can feel the soil falling over my |