[00:00.00] 作词 : Paul Thomas Saunders
[00:01.00] 作曲 : Paul Thomas Saunders
[00:22.19]You have scars on your face from where he left you
[00:30.52]Your blue eyes still aren't dry
[00:34.52]Your hands have run through your blonde hair a thousand times
[00:43.11]You say you're going to Samarra
[00:47.08]Won't be back tomorrow
[00:50.56]You left a letter on the drawer
[00:54.66]Bread winners won't be baking anymore
[00:59.65]
[01:04.32]I, I, I......
[01:07.85]I've been wondering for awhile
[01:14.04]How records in your heart
[01:18.82]Pull the Brompton shakes apart
[01:24.99]
[01:25.98]The blood is in your hands
[01:28.90]Bodies on the ground around us
[01:36.69]Make no future plans
[01:39.22]Sever every bound that binds us
[01:49.31]That ties us
[01:51.85]
[02:10.41]There is blood on the clothes that you'd once wear for him
[02:18.59]Was it worth the lace facade
[02:22.77]His hands you still feel round your waist on rainy days
[02:30.77]
[02:32.09]I, I, I......
[02:35.59]I've been wondering for awhile
[02:41.81]How records from your past
[02:46.59]Make the brief encounters last
[02:52.16]
[02:53.72]The blood is in your hands
[02:56.65]Bodies on the ground around us
[03:04.38]Make no future plans
[03:06.94]Sever every bound that binds us
[03:14.36]The blood is in your hands
[03:17.26]Bodies on the ground around us
[03:24.99]Make no future plans
[03:27.58]Sever every bound that binds us
[03:34.79]
[04:06.27]The blood is on your hands
[04:08.90]Bodies on the ground
[04:16.35]The blood is on your hands
[04:19.20]Bodies on the ground
[04:30.53]
[04:36.88]The blood is on your hands
[04:39.91]Bodies on the ground around us
[04:47.93]Make no future plans
[04:50.75]Sever every bound that binds us

作词 : Paul Thomas Saunders
作曲 : Paul Thomas Saunders
You have scars on your face from where he left you
Your blue eyes still aren't dry
Your hands have run through your blonde hair a thousand times
You say you're going to Samarra
Won't be back tomorrow
You left a letter on the drawer
Bread winners won't be baking anymore
I, I, I......
I've been wondering for awhile
How records in your heart
Pull the Brompton shakes apart
The blood is in your hands
Bodies on the ground around us
Make no future plans
Sever every bound that binds us
That ties us
There is blood on the clothes that you'd once wear for him
Was it worth the lace facade
His hands you still feel round your waist on rainy days
I, I, I......
I've been wondering for awhile
How records from your past
Make the brief encounters last
The blood is in your hands
Bodies on the ground around us
Make no future plans
Sever every bound that binds us
The blood is in your hands
Bodies on the ground around us
Make no future plans
Sever every bound that binds us
The blood is on your hands
Bodies on the ground
The blood is on your hands
Bodies on the ground
The blood is on your hands
Bodies on the ground around us
Make no future plans
Sever every bound that binds us