| Song | Can't Make Your Life |
| Artist | Lilys |
| Album | Better Can't Make Your Life Better |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Lilys | |
| Here now the trouble I'm finding | |
| The mountain I am climbing | |
| Keeps moving out from under | |
| There's nothing I mind when I find | |
| My mountain has gotten up to leave | |
| And would have left if it weren't for me | |
| As the sinister alphabet | |
| That makes his first scene | |
| Decked out to the nines | |
| Arrows in ventricles say what they mean | |
| As they whisper you troubles | |
| You wish for her | |
| Now don't say you don't | |
| Oh really I can't, I won't | |
| It's not your monsters that I mind | |
| Now with the wallet I am missing | |
| The bird you're velvet fisting | |
| Or licking off some make-up | |
| Ain't no new one-trick pony | |
| Behind my old door | |
| But man, there man | |
| He don't know where you've been | |
| And if I would share, | |
| Would it be cool with him | |
| As the sinister alphabet | |
| Crashes my scene | |
| Decked out to the nines | |
| While ale in my oatmeal | |
| Has made me quite mean | |
| As they whisper your troubles | |
| You wish for her (sounds like you miss her) | |
| Now don't say you don't | |
| Oh really I can't, I won't | |
| It's not your monsters that I mind | |
| Oh baby, you're better | |
| I've packed up my bad vibe | |
| So tell me is it really different when the light | |
| Is tinted to the point you only see | |
| A rosy shadow of the sea | |
| Here better can't make your life better | |
| And you have everything you need | |
| Boxed up your beauty, gone to sleep | |
| Out like the lady in his arms | |
| Go tell daddy what is wrong | |
| There was this trouble I was finding | |
| The mountain I was climbing | |
| Kept going away | |
| And finally went away | |
| Far away are all the years | |
| You were my little girl of the World | |
| Far away are all the years you were....... |
| zuo ci : Lilys | |
| Here now the trouble I' m finding | |
| The mountain I am climbing | |
| Keeps moving out from under | |
| There' s nothing I mind when I find | |
| My mountain has gotten up to leave | |
| And would have left if it weren' t for me | |
| As the sinister alphabet | |
| That makes his first scene | |
| Decked out to the nines | |
| Arrows in ventricles say what they mean | |
| As they whisper you troubles | |
| You wish for her | |
| Now don' t say you don' t | |
| Oh really I can' t, I won' t | |
| It' s not your monsters that I mind | |
| Now with the wallet I am missing | |
| The bird you' re velvet fisting | |
| Or licking off some makeup | |
| Ain' t no new onetrick pony | |
| Behind my old door | |
| But man, there man | |
| He don' t know where you' ve been | |
| And if I would share, | |
| Would it be cool with him | |
| As the sinister alphabet | |
| Crashes my scene | |
| Decked out to the nines | |
| While ale in my oatmeal | |
| Has made me quite mean | |
| As they whisper your troubles | |
| You wish for her sounds like you miss her | |
| Now don' t say you don' t | |
| Oh really I can' t, I won' t | |
| It' s not your monsters that I mind | |
| Oh baby, you' re better | |
| I' ve packed up my bad vibe | |
| So tell me is it really different when the light | |
| Is tinted to the point you only see | |
| A rosy shadow of the sea | |
| Here better can' t make your life better | |
| And you have everything you need | |
| Boxed up your beauty, gone to sleep | |
| Out like the lady in his arms | |
| Go tell daddy what is wrong | |
| There was this trouble I was finding | |
| The mountain I was climbing | |
| Kept going away | |
| And finally went away | |
| Far away are all the years | |
| You were my little girl of the World | |
| Far away are all the years you were....... |
| zuò cí : Lilys | |
| Here now the trouble I' m finding | |
| The mountain I am climbing | |
| Keeps moving out from under | |
| There' s nothing I mind when I find | |
| My mountain has gotten up to leave | |
| And would have left if it weren' t for me | |
| As the sinister alphabet | |
| That makes his first scene | |
| Decked out to the nines | |
| Arrows in ventricles say what they mean | |
| As they whisper you troubles | |
| You wish for her | |
| Now don' t say you don' t | |
| Oh really I can' t, I won' t | |
| It' s not your monsters that I mind | |
| Now with the wallet I am missing | |
| The bird you' re velvet fisting | |
| Or licking off some makeup | |
| Ain' t no new onetrick pony | |
| Behind my old door | |
| But man, there man | |
| He don' t know where you' ve been | |
| And if I would share, | |
| Would it be cool with him | |
| As the sinister alphabet | |
| Crashes my scene | |
| Decked out to the nines | |
| While ale in my oatmeal | |
| Has made me quite mean | |
| As they whisper your troubles | |
| You wish for her sounds like you miss her | |
| Now don' t say you don' t | |
| Oh really I can' t, I won' t | |
| It' s not your monsters that I mind | |
| Oh baby, you' re better | |
| I' ve packed up my bad vibe | |
| So tell me is it really different when the light | |
| Is tinted to the point you only see | |
| A rosy shadow of the sea | |
| Here better can' t make your life better | |
| And you have everything you need | |
| Boxed up your beauty, gone to sleep | |
| Out like the lady in his arms | |
| Go tell daddy what is wrong | |
| There was this trouble I was finding | |
| The mountain I was climbing | |
| Kept going away | |
| And finally went away | |
| Far away are all the years | |
| You were my little girl of the World | |
| Far away are all the years you were....... |