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  • 作曲 : Carrabba
    This is where
    I say I've had enough
    And no one should ever feel the way that
    I feel now
    A walking open wound, a trophy display of bruises
    And I don't believe that
    I'm getting any better, any better
    Waiting here with hopes the phone will ring
    And I'm thinking awful things,
    I'm pretty sure that few would notice
    And this apartment is starving for an argument
    Anything at all to break the silence
    Wandering this house like
    I've never wanted out
    And this is about as social as
    I get nowAnd
    I'm throwing away the letters that
    I am writing you'
    Cause they would never do,
    I would never do, never
    Waiting here with hopes the phone will ring
    And I'm thinking awful things,
    I'm pretty sure that few would notice
    And this apartment is starving for an argument
    Anything at all to break the silence
    But don't be a liar, don't say that
    Everything is working when everything is broken
    And you smile like a saint but you curse like a sailor
    And your eyes say the jokes on me
    But I'm not laughing, you're not leaving
    Well, who do
    I think I am kidding?
    When I'm the only one locked in this hell
    Waiting here with hopes the phone will ring
    And I'm thinking awful things,
    I'm pretty sure that few would notice
    And this apartment is starving for an argument
    Anything at all to break the silence
    So don't be a liar, don't say that
    Everything is working when everything is broken
    And you smile like a saint but you curse like a sailor
    And your eyes say the jokes on me
  • 作曲 : Carrabba
    This is where
    I say I've had enough
    And no one should ever feel the way that
    I feel now
    A walking open wound, a trophy display of bruises
    And I don't believe that
    I'm getting any better, any better
    Waiting here with hopes the phone will ring
    And I'm thinking awful things,
    I'm pretty sure that few would notice
    And this apartment is starving for an argument
    Anything at all to break the silence
    Wandering this house like
    I've never wanted out
    And this is about as social as
    I get nowAnd
    I'm throwing away the letters that
    I am writing you'
    Cause they would never do,
    I would never do, never
    Waiting here with hopes the phone will ring
    And I'm thinking awful things,
    I'm pretty sure that few would notice
    And this apartment is starving for an argument
    Anything at all to break the silence
    But don't be a liar, don't say that
    Everything is working when everything is broken
    And you smile like a saint but you curse like a sailor
    And your eyes say the jokes on me
    But I'm not laughing, you're not leaving
    Well, who do
    I think I am kidding?
    When I'm the only one locked in this hell
    Waiting here with hopes the phone will ring
    And I'm thinking awful things,
    I'm pretty sure that few would notice
    And this apartment is starving for an argument
    Anything at all to break the silence
    So don't be a liar, don't say that
    Everything is working when everything is broken
    And you smile like a saint but you curse like a sailor
    And your eyes say the jokes on me