After the chorus breaks | |
the heartaches | |
The bass the treble the mids | |
You standing trying to get rid | |
of the things we can't withstand | |
After those things I sang | |
offstage she stands | |
On deaf ears my tone falls | |
the unscratchable | |
itch of regret again | |
Itch of regret again | |
Somewhere inside my ribs | |
Somewhere inside my ribs | |
Somewhere inside my ribs | |
I've got an itch somewhere | |
After the magic flashes of lashes | |
The bar the dirge walk the bed | |
After those things I said | |
only my hands | |
sweaty shoulders and back | |
And the unscratchable | |
itch of regret again | |
Itch of regret again | |
Somewhere inside my ribs | |
Somewhere inside my ribs | |
Somewhere inside my ribs | |
I've got an itch somewhere | |
언제였는지 | |
난 기억이 안나 | |
언젠가는 | |
난 기억할거야 |
After the chorus breaks | |
the heartaches | |
The bass the treble the mids | |
You standing trying to get rid | |
of the things we can' t withstand | |
After those things I sang | |
offstage she stands | |
On deaf ears my tone falls | |
the unscratchable | |
itch of regret again | |
Itch of regret again | |
Somewhere inside my ribs | |
Somewhere inside my ribs | |
Somewhere inside my ribs | |
I' ve got an itch somewhere | |
After the magic flashes of lashes | |
The bar the dirge walk the bed | |
After those things I said | |
only my hands | |
sweaty shoulders and back | |
And the unscratchable | |
itch of regret again | |
Itch of regret again | |
Somewhere inside my ribs | |
Somewhere inside my ribs | |
Somewhere inside my ribs | |
I' ve got an itch somewhere | |
After the chorus breaks | |
the heartaches | |
The bass the treble the mids | |
You standing trying to get rid | |
of the things we can' t withstand | |
After those things I sang | |
offstage she stands | |
On deaf ears my tone falls | |
the unscratchable | |
itch of regret again | |
Itch of regret again | |
Somewhere inside my ribs | |
Somewhere inside my ribs | |
Somewhere inside my ribs | |
I' ve got an itch somewhere | |
After the magic flashes of lashes | |
The bar the dirge walk the bed | |
After those things I said | |
only my hands | |
sweaty shoulders and back | |
And the unscratchable | |
itch of regret again | |
Itch of regret again | |
Somewhere inside my ribs | |
Somewhere inside my ribs | |
Somewhere inside my ribs | |
I' ve got an itch somewhere | |