[00:00.000] 作词 : Chris Corner/IAN PICKERING/Liam Howe/Suzanne Powell
[00:01.000] 作曲 : Chris Corner/IAN PICKERING/Liam Howe/Suzanne Powell
[00:35.872]Her mother said that she couldn't love,
[00:40.173]The physical way a woman should,
[00:44.281]Then where else could she go?
[00:47.817]Where the sisters and the fathers can't save her soul,
[00:52.662]Send them in, see them on,
[00:56.372]She can't find a lover, she'll fashion one,
[01:00.438]Imaginary men,
[01:03.968]Like the burned out poets in the hinterland,
[01:08.510]The phoenix says,
[01:12.441]The devil says,
[01:16.488]The serpent says,
[01:20.537]The siren says,
[01:24.769]Why use the word, when the word it means to believe?
[01:32.784]Why use the word, when the word it means to believe?
[01:40.864]Whyyy ?...
[02:21.251]The hourglass sees what shelf life does,
[02:25.066]She asked, exactly tell me,
[02:27.368]"what is love but grieving life alone?",
[02:32.848]Just the words from prophets and religious shows,
[02:37.264]Imagine hurt, imagine tears,
[02:41.028]She opened up until she disappeared,
[02:45.197]Vanished, hand in hand,
[02:48.828]With all the long-lost children locked in Neverland,
[02:53.325]The phoenix says,
[02:57.212]The devil says,
[03:01.338]The serpent says,
[03:05.338]The siren says,
[03:09.537]Why use the word, when the word it means to believe?
[03:17.584]Why use the word, when the word it means to believe?
[03:25.666]The phoenix says,
[03:29.598]The devil says,
[03:33.712]The serpent says,
[03:37.579]The siren says,
[03:41.411]Oh, the phoenix says,
[03:44.060]- Burn for me,
[03:45.801]The devil says,
[03:47.867]- Lie for me,
[03:49.964]The serpent says,
[03:51.872]- Beg for me,
[03:53.951]The siren says,
[03:55.881]- Die for me,
[03:58.003]Oh, the phoenix says,
[03:59.994]- Burn for me,
[04:02.051]The devil says,
[04:04.138]- Lie for me,
[04:06.151]The serpent says,
[04:08.078]- Beg for me,
[04:10.198]The siren says,
[04:12.070]- Die for me.

作词 : Chris Corner/IAN PICKERING/Liam Howe/Suzanne Powell
作曲 : Chris Corner/IAN PICKERING/Liam Howe/Suzanne Powell
Her mother said that she couldn't love,
The physical way a woman should,
Then where else could she go?
Where the sisters and the fathers can't save her soul,
Send them in, see them on,
She can't find a lover, she'll fashion one,
Imaginary men,
Like the burned out poets in the hinterland,
The phoenix says,
The devil says,
The serpent says,
The siren says,
Why use the word, when the word it means to believe?
Why use the word, when the word it means to believe?
Whyyy ?...
The hourglass sees what shelf life does,
She asked, exactly tell me,
"what is love but grieving life alone?",
Just the words from prophets and religious shows,
Imagine hurt, imagine tears,
She opened up until she disappeared,
Vanished, hand in hand,
With all the long-lost children locked in Neverland,
The phoenix says,
The devil says,
The serpent says,
The siren says,
Why use the word, when the word it means to believe?
Why use the word, when the word it means to believe?
The phoenix says,
The devil says,
The serpent says,
The siren says,
Oh, the phoenix says,
- Burn for me,
The devil says,
- Lie for me,
The serpent says,
- Beg for me,
The siren says,
- Die for me,
Oh, the phoenix says,
- Burn for me,
The devil says,
- Lie for me,
The serpent says,
- Beg for me,
The siren says,
- Die for me.