| Song | Splintered Hands |
| Artist | Softies |
| Album | Winter Pageant |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Softies | |
| Maybe you tried but I know better | |
| Than to hear your side | |
| I'd feel better maybe if you cried too | |
| Eyes teary and sore | |
| I'm ringing the bell and I know you hear it | |
| But I can't tell if you're laughing or crying | |
| You hide it so well | |
| You've done this before | |
| With splintered hands | |
| I keep knocking on your door | |
| With splintered hands | |
| I keep knocking on your door | |
| You offer your help but I don't want it | |
| Keep it to yourself | |
| I'd rather die than do that again | |
| I've made that mistake before | |
| You just stand there | |
| You see I'm bleeding all over | |
| But I don't care I'm used to this | |
| There's broken glass everywhere | |
| I'm cold and sore | |
| With splintered hands | |
| I keep knocking on your door | |
| With splintered hands | |
| I keep knocking on your door | |
| With splintered hands | |
| I keep knocking on your door | |
| With splintered hands | |
| I keep knocking on your door |
| zuo ci : Softies | |
| Maybe you tried but I know better | |
| Than to hear your side | |
| I' d feel better maybe if you cried too | |
| Eyes teary and sore | |
| I' m ringing the bell and I know you hear it | |
| But I can' t tell if you' re laughing or crying | |
| You hide it so well | |
| You' ve done this before | |
| With splintered hands | |
| I keep knocking on your door | |
| With splintered hands | |
| I keep knocking on your door | |
| You offer your help but I don' t want it | |
| Keep it to yourself | |
| I' d rather die than do that again | |
| I' ve made that mistake before | |
| You just stand there | |
| You see I' m bleeding all over | |
| But I don' t care I' m used to this | |
| There' s broken glass everywhere | |
| I' m cold and sore | |
| With splintered hands | |
| I keep knocking on your door | |
| With splintered hands | |
| I keep knocking on your door | |
| With splintered hands | |
| I keep knocking on your door | |
| With splintered hands | |
| I keep knocking on your door |
| zuò cí : Softies | |
| Maybe you tried but I know better | |
| Than to hear your side | |
| I' d feel better maybe if you cried too | |
| Eyes teary and sore | |
| I' m ringing the bell and I know you hear it | |
| But I can' t tell if you' re laughing or crying | |
| You hide it so well | |
| You' ve done this before | |
| With splintered hands | |
| I keep knocking on your door | |
| With splintered hands | |
| I keep knocking on your door | |
| You offer your help but I don' t want it | |
| Keep it to yourself | |
| I' d rather die than do that again | |
| I' ve made that mistake before | |
| You just stand there | |
| You see I' m bleeding all over | |
| But I don' t care I' m used to this | |
| There' s broken glass everywhere | |
| I' m cold and sore | |
| With splintered hands | |
| I keep knocking on your door | |
| With splintered hands | |
| I keep knocking on your door | |
| With splintered hands | |
| I keep knocking on your door | |
| With splintered hands | |
| I keep knocking on your door |