作词 : Adamson, Devoto, McGeoch | |
I brought your face down on my head | |
It was something i rehearsed in a dream | |
You're too good looking far your own damn good | |
And you don't know what it could mean | |
You've got me dying of thirst in the meantime | |
It even hurts when i scream | |
You've got me drowning and still in the meantime | |
You don't know what it could mean | |
Because in my drunken stupor | |
I've got to admire your ingenuity | |
And nod my head so wisely | |
To the rhythm of your cruelty | |
You're oh so anguished now | |
You've got me dying ... | |
Because you want to have your price | |
And something you could hold your faith up to | |
I don't know how to tell you this | |
But you've got it coming all the way to you | |
You don't know ... |
zuo ci : Adamson, Devoto, McGeoch | |
I brought your face down on my head | |
It was something i rehearsed in a dream | |
You' re too good looking far your own damn good | |
And you don' t know what it could mean | |
You' ve got me dying of thirst in the meantime | |
It even hurts when i scream | |
You' ve got me drowning and still in the meantime | |
You don' t know what it could mean | |
Because in my drunken stupor | |
I' ve got to admire your ingenuity | |
And nod my head so wisely | |
To the rhythm of your cruelty | |
You' re oh so anguished now | |
You' ve got me dying ... | |
Because you want to have your price | |
And something you could hold your faith up to | |
I don' t know how to tell you this | |
But you' ve got it coming all the way to you | |
You don' t know ... |
zuò cí : Adamson, Devoto, McGeoch | |
I brought your face down on my head | |
It was something i rehearsed in a dream | |
You' re too good looking far your own damn good | |
And you don' t know what it could mean | |
You' ve got me dying of thirst in the meantime | |
It even hurts when i scream | |
You' ve got me drowning and still in the meantime | |
You don' t know what it could mean | |
Because in my drunken stupor | |
I' ve got to admire your ingenuity | |
And nod my head so wisely | |
To the rhythm of your cruelty | |
You' re oh so anguished now | |
You' ve got me dying ... | |
Because you want to have your price | |
And something you could hold your faith up to | |
I don' t know how to tell you this | |
But you' ve got it coming all the way to you | |
You don' t know ... |