| Song | I Say That I Will Go |
| Artist | Nina Nastasia |
| Album | Run to Ruin |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Nastasia | |
| Across the freeway flow | |
| Against the western row | |
| On ploding shoes i go | |
| To steal you out of tow | |
| On the phone i swear | |
| And so i will do so | |
| Up the access stair | |
| To cash my paycheck there | |
| And down again to fare | |
| The dirty city glare | |
| Through the motor squall | |
| To the south i bear | |
| Past the chola wall | |
| Swift and not to stall | |
| Beyond the burning tires | |
| Among the towering spires | |
| I say that i will go | |
| And so i will do so | |
| Down the barren lanes | |
| Heed the boarded panes | |
| To the hard window | |
| There to sign below | |
| Alone there i will go | |
| And put the money down | |
| To take you back to town | |
| On the phone i swear | |
| Not to tell your dad |
| zuo qu : Nastasia | |
| Across the freeway flow | |
| Against the western row | |
| On ploding shoes i go | |
| To steal you out of tow | |
| On the phone i swear | |
| And so i will do so | |
| Up the access stair | |
| To cash my paycheck there | |
| And down again to fare | |
| The dirty city glare | |
| Through the motor squall | |
| To the south i bear | |
| Past the chola wall | |
| Swift and not to stall | |
| Beyond the burning tires | |
| Among the towering spires | |
| I say that i will go | |
| And so i will do so | |
| Down the barren lanes | |
| Heed the boarded panes | |
| To the hard window | |
| There to sign below | |
| Alone there i will go | |
| And put the money down | |
| To take you back to town | |
| On the phone i swear | |
| Not to tell your dad |
| zuò qǔ : Nastasia | |
| Across the freeway flow | |
| Against the western row | |
| On ploding shoes i go | |
| To steal you out of tow | |
| On the phone i swear | |
| And so i will do so | |
| Up the access stair | |
| To cash my paycheck there | |
| And down again to fare | |
| The dirty city glare | |
| Through the motor squall | |
| To the south i bear | |
| Past the chola wall | |
| Swift and not to stall | |
| Beyond the burning tires | |
| Among the towering spires | |
| I say that i will go | |
| And so i will do so | |
| Down the barren lanes | |
| Heed the boarded panes | |
| To the hard window | |
| There to sign below | |
| Alone there i will go | |
| And put the money down | |
| To take you back to town | |
| On the phone i swear | |
| Not to tell your dad |