[00:00.000] 作曲 : Cautious Clay
[00:01.086] I can see your breath in the window written I'm sorry
[00:06.999] You're fogging up friendship
[00:08.621] I don't want to say it back
[00:11.485] Do you need this stress or a symbol?
[00:15.179] I don't know probably
[00:17.654] The fate of my conscience
[00:19.063] Never thought much of that
[00:22.798] It could be easier to drive you back
[00:26.170] Like I'm Jason Statham
[00:27.645] Do I know how to keep it all intact?
[00:30.524] No
[00:31.873] I think I'm dying in the subtlety
[00:35.516] Lying about the worst of me
[00:37.974] I just want to stay on track
[00:43.539] Crying like it hurts to be what we wanted initially
[00:48.719] Why don't you just cut some slack?
[00:54.472] Like peaches, apple pie, or strawberry cream
[00:59.069] It's like you haven't tasted pain or suffering
[01:04.789] To drive it home in words easily explained
[01:10.044] Love is just a passion with a four-letter name
[01:15.528] It could be easier to make you mad
[01:18.647] Just need a little more pressure
[01:20.777] Indecision couldn't make you crack
[01:23.868] Like it was now or never
[01:25.634] Would you pretend to see the pain I lack?
[01:29.137] Just for the simple pleasure
[01:30.945] Could make a movie out of the laughs we had
[01:35.244] I think I'm dying in the subtlety
[01:38.820] Lying about the worst of me
[01:41.436] I just want to stay on track
[01:46.769] Crying like it hurts to be what we wanted initially
[01:52.166] Why don't you just cut some slack?

作曲 : Cautious Clay
I can see your breath in the window written I'm sorry
You're fogging up friendship
I don't want to say it back
Do you need this stress or a symbol?
I don't know probably
The fate of my conscience
Never thought much of that
It could be easier to drive you back
Like I'm Jason Statham
Do I know how to keep it all intact?
No
I think I'm dying in the subtlety
Lying about the worst of me
I just want to stay on track
Crying like it hurts to be what we wanted initially
Why don't you just cut some slack?
Like peaches, apple pie, or strawberry cream
It's like you haven't tasted pain or suffering
To drive it home in words easily explained
Love is just a passion with a four-letter name
It could be easier to make you mad
Just need a little more pressure
Indecision couldn't make you crack
Like it was now or never
Would you pretend to see the pain I lack?
Just for the simple pleasure
Could make a movie out of the laughs we had
I think I'm dying in the subtlety
Lying about the worst of me
I just want to stay on track
Crying like it hurts to be what we wanted initially
Why don't you just cut some slack?