[00:00.00] 作词 : Mark Gajadhar/Johnny Whitney/Jordan Blilie/Cody Votolato/Morgan Henderson
[00:01.00] 作曲 : Mark Gajadhar/Johnny Whitney/Jordan Blilie/Cody Votolato/Morgan Henderson
[00:04.37]Love Rhymes With Hideous Car Wreck
[00:05.13]The Blood Brothers
[00:06.07]
[00:09.67] 超喜欢的一首 enjoy it join me
[00:12.18]Those tire tracks
[00:14.71]zigzag your torso like a Devil\'s self portrait.
[00:18.46]The car accident, the skin graft treatment, the flower baskets,
[00:23.15]the wincing relatives...
[00:25.37]you bid her farewell then you got in your car
[00:28.98]and that\'s the last thing that you can recall.
[00:32.56]and when they pulled you out
[00:34.08]you didn\'t know your name
[00:35.87]exploding semi truck blurred your face with flame...
[00:39.94]you met Jane four years ago today
[00:42.95]dancing at some vomit-stained frat party.
[00:46.65]Her newspaper gown, glowing headline brown, her violent gypsy dance,
[00:52.04]her tired underpants...
[00:53.39]Love (x12)
[01:01.16]rhymes with pity now
[01:02.05]Love (x12)
[01:10.26]rhymes with sympathy now
[01:12.81]Jane let you touch and feel her
[01:16.30]she was so free like a pineapple in a tree
[01:18.71]You said it\'s dangerous
[01:20.47]to be so intimate
[01:22.27]You know it\'s dangerous, dangerous, dangerous.
[01:26.47]Jane said when she laid on her back
[01:28.62]the sun hit her body like an ugly landscape.
[01:33.03]But some things never get better
[01:34.57]like used cars and bad livers.
[01:36.52]So you traded her in for a better looking brand.
[01:40.10]One with fake porno tits
[01:41.69]a pad lock on her lips
[01:43.45]disposable tan
[01:45.33]biodegradable hands.
[01:47.30]Back at the hospital
[01:50.81]you got no visitors at all.
[01:54.28]She visits you in your sleep,
[01:57.20]but that newspaper gown is always on fire (x2)
[02:15.02]She met him a week after you left her
[02:18.46]when you tossed out her touch to the garbage collector.
[02:21.58]He talked her out of her skirt in his beer-soaked apartment
[02:25.34]and then they did all the things
[02:27.60]you never said that you wanted.
[02:29.34]And the sirens are laughing underneath your skull.
[02:32.54]And your thoughts are turning dull, callous and cold.
[02:36.31]Yesterday you gave your burden a name.
[02:39.47]Yesterday you gave your burden a face.
[02:42.50]But your burden looks an awful lot like her.
[02:45.71]Love (x12)
[02:54.00]rhymes with pity now
[02:54.93]Love (x12)
[03:13.06]rhymes with sympathy now

作词 : Mark Gajadhar/Johnny Whitney/Jordan Blilie/Cody Votolato/Morgan Henderson
作曲 : Mark Gajadhar/Johnny Whitney/Jordan Blilie/Cody Votolato/Morgan Henderson
Love Rhymes With Hideous Car Wreck
The Blood Brothers
超喜欢的一首 enjoy it join me
Those tire tracks
zigzag your torso like a Devil\'s self portrait.
The car accident, the skin graft treatment, the flower baskets,
the wincing relatives...
you bid her farewell then you got in your car
and that\'s the last thing that you can recall.
and when they pulled you out
you didn\'t know your name
exploding semi truck blurred your face with flame...
you met Jane four years ago today
dancing at some vomit-stained frat party.
Her newspaper gown, glowing headline brown, her violent gypsy dance,
her tired underpants...
Love (x12)
rhymes with pity now
Love (x12)
rhymes with sympathy now
Jane let you touch and feel her
she was so free like a pineapple in a tree
You said it\'s dangerous
to be so intimate
You know it\'s dangerous, dangerous, dangerous.
Jane said when she laid on her back
the sun hit her body like an ugly landscape.
But some things never get better
like used cars and bad livers.
So you traded her in for a better looking brand.
One with fake porno tits
a pad lock on her lips
disposable tan
biodegradable hands.
Back at the hospital
you got no visitors at all.
She visits you in your sleep,
but that newspaper gown is always on fire (x2)
She met him a week after you left her
when you tossed out her touch to the garbage collector.
He talked her out of her skirt in his beer-soaked apartment
and then they did all the things
you never said that you wanted.
And the sirens are laughing underneath your skull.
And your thoughts are turning dull, callous and cold.
Yesterday you gave your burden a name.
Yesterday you gave your burden a face.
But your burden looks an awful lot like her.
Love (x12)
rhymes with pity now
Love (x12)
rhymes with sympathy now