[00:00.000] 作词 : MA
[00:01.000] 作曲 : MA
[00:02.000] 编曲 : MA
[00:11.439]Oh this love's a crooked game,
[00:14.293]We keep playin' through the pain,
[00:16.973]Two souls drippin' in the flame,
[00:20.081]Tangled hearts callin' your name... (your name...)
[00:24.267]Midnight texts with typos screamin' "I need space",
[00:29.702]Your lipstick stains on coffee cups - can't erase,
[00:34.936]We build castles then break walls in this toxic maze,
[00:40.397]Love's a loaded gun with the safety off these days...
[00:45.748]You want the stars, I'm stuck with matches,
[00:49.164]We light fires just to watch the ashes,
[00:51.858]This dance floor's cracked but we still sway,
[00:54.795]One step closer to the edge today...
[00:58.394]Your "goodnights" sound like goodbye rehearsals,
[01:01.292]Our photo frames hold smiles that feel reversible,
[01:04.343]You kiss my scars then trace new wounds,
[01:07.082]This symphony's outta tune but God, the melody's you...
[01:10.279]"Should I stay?" "Would you go?"
[01:13.021]"Do we burn?" "Baby, no..."
[01:15.920]"Truth or lie?" "Won't decide..."
[01:18.726]Tangled hearts can't choose a side...
[01:21.839]We're Jackson Pollock on a canvas made of maybes,
[01:24.564]Splatter red flags masquerading as maybe-babies,
[01:27.531]Your "I'm fines" echo louder than slammed doors,
[01:30.376]This love's CPR - we keep breathin' through wars...
[01:32.620]Oh this love's a crooked game,
[01:35.268]We keep playin' through the pain,
[01:37.953]Two souls drippin' in the flame,
[01:41.056]Tangled hearts callin' your name...
[01:44.880]Drowning in the rhythm of our beautiful disaster,
[01:47.865]Every "never again" just writes the next chapter...
[01:56.208]Drowning in the rhythm of our beautiful disaster,
[01:59.195]Every "never again" just writes the next chapter...
[02:08.107]you could nothing
[03:05.921]We're Jackson Pollock on a canvas made of maybes,
[03:08.616]Splatter red flags masquerading as maybe-babies,
[03:11.588]Your "I'm fines" echo louder than slammed doors,
[03:14.212]This love's CPR - we keep breathin' through wars...
[03:16.917]Oh this love's a crooked game,
[03:19.381]We keep playin' through the pain,
[03:22.060]Two souls drippin' in the flame,
[03:25.091]Tangled hearts callin' your name...
[03:28.269]Drowning in the rhythm of our beautiful disaster,
[03:31.318]Every "never again" just writes the next chapter...
[03:34.421]Your "goodnights" sound like goodbye rehearsals
[03:37.086]Our photo frames hold smiles that feel reversible,
[03:37.196]Your "goodnights" sound like goodbye rehearsals
[03:43.410]Our photo frames hold smiles that feel reversible,
[03:46.551]You kiss my scars then trace new wounds,
[03:49.137]This symphony's outta tune but God, the melody's you...

作词 : MA
作曲 : MA
编曲 : MA
Oh this love's a crooked game,
We keep playin' through the pain,
Two souls drippin' in the flame,
Tangled hearts callin' your name... (your name...)
Midnight texts with typos screamin' "I need space",
Your lipstick stains on coffee cups - can't erase,
We build castles then break walls in this toxic maze,
Love's a loaded gun with the safety off these days...
You want the stars, I'm stuck with matches,
We light fires just to watch the ashes,
This dance floor's cracked but we still sway,
One step closer to the edge today...
Your "goodnights" sound like goodbye rehearsals,
Our photo frames hold smiles that feel reversible,
You kiss my scars then trace new wounds,
This symphony's outta tune but God, the melody's you...
"Should I stay?" "Would you go?"
"Do we burn?" "Baby, no..."
"Truth or lie?" "Won't decide..."
Tangled hearts can't choose a side...
We're Jackson Pollock on a canvas made of maybes,
Splatter red flags masquerading as maybe-babies,
Your "I'm fines" echo louder than slammed doors,
This love's CPR - we keep breathin' through wars...
Oh this love's a crooked game,
We keep playin' through the pain,
Two souls drippin' in the flame,
Tangled hearts callin' your name...
Drowning in the rhythm of our beautiful disaster,
Every "never again" just writes the next chapter...
Drowning in the rhythm of our beautiful disaster,
Every "never again" just writes the next chapter...
you could nothing
We're Jackson Pollock on a canvas made of maybes,
Splatter red flags masquerading as maybe-babies,
Your "I'm fines" echo louder than slammed doors,
This love's CPR - we keep breathin' through wars...
Oh this love's a crooked game,
We keep playin' through the pain,
Two souls drippin' in the flame,
Tangled hearts callin' your name...
Drowning in the rhythm of our beautiful disaster,
Every "never again" just writes the next chapter...
Your "goodnights" sound like goodbye rehearsals
Our photo frames hold smiles that feel reversible,
Your "goodnights" sound like goodbye rehearsals
Our photo frames hold smiles that feel reversible,
You kiss my scars then trace new wounds,
This symphony's outta tune but God, the melody's you...