| Song | The Save |
| Artist | Jeff Lang |
| Album | Whatever Makes You Happy |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Lang | |
| Indian Pacific on a dead straight track | |
| Indian Pacific on a dead straight track | |
| There's a word in here's gonna drag her back | |
| I drunk all but a train fare back out west | |
| I drunk all but a train fare back out west | |
| I wanna lay my head on my baby's breast | |
| Box car shudders and the breaks will wheeze | |
| Box car shudders and the breaks will wheeze | |
| She'll be hitting me hard, I'll be begging her | |
| "Please" | |
| The venom in your' letters felt real when I read 'em | |
| Sitting in the cool Newtown shade | |
| Though it might seem absurd I meant every word | |
| Of those hollowed out promises I made | |
| In the meltdown shallow town fall around out of our heads | |
| Drowning while the game is played | |
| I shoveled my grave as you tried to make the save | |
| You kicked my chair from the table and I've scarcely been able | |
| To stop myself from running off the rails | |
| Now I'm scared to admit how hard I would quit | |
| If my mission to your' door was to fail | |
| My tongue is all thick, I need to get to you quick | |
| But this goddamn train is like a snail | |
| Steady hands I pray that they're sure to make the save | |
| Indian Pacific on a dead straight track | |
| Indian Pacific on a dead straight track | |
| There's a word in here's gonna drag her back |
| zuo qu : Lang | |
| Indian Pacific on a dead straight track | |
| Indian Pacific on a dead straight track | |
| There' s a word in here' s gonna drag her back | |
| I drunk all but a train fare back out west | |
| I drunk all but a train fare back out west | |
| I wanna lay my head on my baby' s breast | |
| Box car shudders and the breaks will wheeze | |
| Box car shudders and the breaks will wheeze | |
| She' ll be hitting me hard, I' ll be begging her | |
| " Please" | |
| The venom in your' letters felt real when I read ' em | |
| Sitting in the cool Newtown shade | |
| Though it might seem absurd I meant every word | |
| Of those hollowed out promises I made | |
| In the meltdown shallow town fall around out of our heads | |
| Drowning while the game is played | |
| I shoveled my grave as you tried to make the save | |
| You kicked my chair from the table and I' ve scarcely been able | |
| To stop myself from running off the rails | |
| Now I' m scared to admit how hard I would quit | |
| If my mission to your' door was to fail | |
| My tongue is all thick, I need to get to you quick | |
| But this goddamn train is like a snail | |
| Steady hands I pray that they' re sure to make the save | |
| Indian Pacific on a dead straight track | |
| Indian Pacific on a dead straight track | |
| There' s a word in here' s gonna drag her back |
| zuò qǔ : Lang | |
| Indian Pacific on a dead straight track | |
| Indian Pacific on a dead straight track | |
| There' s a word in here' s gonna drag her back | |
| I drunk all but a train fare back out west | |
| I drunk all but a train fare back out west | |
| I wanna lay my head on my baby' s breast | |
| Box car shudders and the breaks will wheeze | |
| Box car shudders and the breaks will wheeze | |
| She' ll be hitting me hard, I' ll be begging her | |
| " Please" | |
| The venom in your' letters felt real when I read ' em | |
| Sitting in the cool Newtown shade | |
| Though it might seem absurd I meant every word | |
| Of those hollowed out promises I made | |
| In the meltdown shallow town fall around out of our heads | |
| Drowning while the game is played | |
| I shoveled my grave as you tried to make the save | |
| You kicked my chair from the table and I' ve scarcely been able | |
| To stop myself from running off the rails | |
| Now I' m scared to admit how hard I would quit | |
| If my mission to your' door was to fail | |
| My tongue is all thick, I need to get to you quick | |
| But this goddamn train is like a snail | |
| Steady hands I pray that they' re sure to make the save | |
| Indian Pacific on a dead straight track | |
| Indian Pacific on a dead straight track | |
| There' s a word in here' s gonna drag her back |