It's the things we tell ourselves
When no one's looking
It's the preservation to self
It's the punchline i have yet to guess
The tone you get with me
When you know you can tell that i'm a mess
Look me in my eyes
I doubt you'll see anyone looking back at you
I'm sorry for everything i put you through
Throw a quarter in the wishing well
A penny wasn't enough for what i wanted to do
Like a wrestler cannot sell my moves are dull and they arе lost on you
The crowds that saw me, the knifе falls down
Now no one's around
Knife gets sunk inside
I just wanna reach out to touch you
I just wanna reach out to touch you
🎵
LRC歌词版本
[00:11.256]It's the things we tell ourselves
[00:14.606]When no one's looking
[00:16.614]It's the preservation to self
[00:19.297]It's the punchline i have yet to guess
[00:22.341]The tone you get with me
[00:24.839]When you know you can tell that i'm a mess
[00:27.875]Look me in my eyes
[00:30.686]I doubt you'll see anyone looking back at you
[00:36.436]I'm sorry for everything i put you through
[00:41.834]Throw a quarter in the wishing well
[00:44.658]A penny wasn't enough for what i wanted to do
[00:47.346]Like a wrestler cannot sell my moves are dull and they arе lost on you
[00:53.019]The crowds that saw me, the knifе falls down
[01:01.388]Now no one's around
[01:04.468]Knife gets sunk inside
[01:10.502]I just wanna reach out to touch you
[01:12.967]I just wanna reach out to touch you
It's the things we tell ourselves
When no one's looking
It's the preservation to self
It's the punchline i have yet to guess
The tone you get with me
When you know you can tell that i'm a mess
Look me in my eyes
I doubt you'll see anyone looking back at you
I'm sorry for everything i put you through
Throw a quarter in the wishing well
A penny wasn't enough for what i wanted to do
Like a wrestler cannot sell my moves are dull and they arе lost on you
The crowds that saw me, the knifе falls down
Now no one's around
Knife gets sunk inside
I just wanna reach out to touch you
I just wanna reach out to touch you
🎵
LRC歌词版本
[00:11.256]It's the things we tell ourselves
[00:14.606]When no one's looking
[00:16.614]It's the preservation to self
[00:19.297]It's the punchline i have yet to guess
[00:22.341]The tone you get with me
[00:24.839]When you know you can tell that i'm a mess
[00:27.875]Look me in my eyes
[00:30.686]I doubt you'll see anyone looking back at you
[00:36.436]I'm sorry for everything i put you through
[00:41.834]Throw a quarter in the wishing well
[00:44.658]A penny wasn't enough for what i wanted to do
[00:47.346]Like a wrestler cannot sell my moves are dull and they arе lost on you
[00:53.019]The crowds that saw me, the knifе falls down
[01:01.388]Now no one's around
[01:04.468]Knife gets sunk inside
[01:10.502]I just wanna reach out to touch you
[01:12.967]I just wanna reach out to touch you