歌曲 | Victim Of The Game |
歌手 | Trisha Yearwood |
专辑 | Trisha Yearwood |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
Written:Garth Brooks/Mark D.Sanders | |
It took a little time | |
But I guess you finally learned | |
That promises get broken | |
And bridges do get burned | |
You've been siftin' through the ashes | |
Just tryin' to find a flame | |
Holdin' on to nothin' | |
You're a victim of the game | |
You were standin' way too close | |
To see it fall apart | |
There were things you couldn't hear | |
'Cause you were listenin' with your heart | |
You can't say I didn't warn you | |
Now there's no one else to blame | |
There's no one quite as blind | |
As a victim of the game | |
And it don't matter who you are | |
It treats everyone the same | |
All you need's a heart | |
To be a victim of the game | |
You know it's really gettin' to you | |
When you take to tellin' lies | |
You can try to fool your friends | |
But you can't look 'em in the eye | |
There ain't no standin' tall | |
In the shadow of the shame | |
When everybody knows | |
That you're a victim of the game | |
Chorus | |
When I look into your eyes | |
I can really feel the pain | |
Starin' in the mirror | |
At a victim of the game |
Written: Garth Brooks Mark D. Sanders | |
It took a little time | |
But I guess you finally learned | |
That promises get broken | |
And bridges do get burned | |
You' ve been siftin' through the ashes | |
Just tryin' to find a flame | |
Holdin' on to nothin' | |
You' re a victim of the game | |
You were standin' way too close | |
To see it fall apart | |
There were things you couldn' t hear | |
' Cause you were listenin' with your heart | |
You can' t say I didn' t warn you | |
Now there' s no one else to blame | |
There' s no one quite as blind | |
As a victim of the game | |
And it don' t matter who you are | |
It treats everyone the same | |
All you need' s a heart | |
To be a victim of the game | |
You know it' s really gettin' to you | |
When you take to tellin' lies | |
You can try to fool your friends | |
But you can' t look ' em in the eye | |
There ain' t no standin' tall | |
In the shadow of the shame | |
When everybody knows | |
That you' re a victim of the game | |
Chorus | |
When I look into your eyes | |
I can really feel the pain | |
Starin' in the mirror | |
At a victim of the game |
Written: Garth Brooks Mark D. Sanders | |
It took a little time | |
But I guess you finally learned | |
That promises get broken | |
And bridges do get burned | |
You' ve been siftin' through the ashes | |
Just tryin' to find a flame | |
Holdin' on to nothin' | |
You' re a victim of the game | |
You were standin' way too close | |
To see it fall apart | |
There were things you couldn' t hear | |
' Cause you were listenin' with your heart | |
You can' t say I didn' t warn you | |
Now there' s no one else to blame | |
There' s no one quite as blind | |
As a victim of the game | |
And it don' t matter who you are | |
It treats everyone the same | |
All you need' s a heart | |
To be a victim of the game | |
You know it' s really gettin' to you | |
When you take to tellin' lies | |
You can try to fool your friends | |
But you can' t look ' em in the eye | |
There ain' t no standin' tall | |
In the shadow of the shame | |
When everybody knows | |
That you' re a victim of the game | |
Chorus | |
When I look into your eyes | |
I can really feel the pain | |
Starin' in the mirror | |
At a victim of the game |