作词 : Eva Reese
作曲 : Eva Butcher
I got the best seat in the house
And you've been dying to try it on
So when weeks turn into months and the blood dries up
I'm watching TV and you're up and gone
I want a house with a picket fence
So I can yell at the neighbor's kids
So when months turn into years and the scars disappear
I'll box all my thoughts up and shut the lid
And I hope your car tailspins on its way home
I'm chasing the high of skipping your funeral
So when old cuts open up and the tears start to fall
I'll put a band-aid on it but still fall comatose
[00:00.000] 作词 : Eva Reese
[00:01.000] 作曲 : Eva Butcher
[00:02.579]I got the best seat in the house
[00:09.296]And you've been dying to try it on
[00:14.688]So when weeks turn into months and the blood dries up
[00:22.637]I'm watching TV and you're up and gone
[00:42.505]I want a house with a picket fence
[00:49.220]So I can yell at the neighbor's kids
[00:54.624]So when months turn into years and the scars disappear
[01:02.294]I'll box all my thoughts up and shut the lid
[01:07.982]And I hope your car tailspins on its way home
[01:14.852]I'm chasing the high of skipping your funeral
[01:20.823]So when old cuts open up and the tears start to fall
[01:28.489]I'll put a band-aid on it but still fall comatose