| 作词 : Barlow, Gaffney, Loewenstein | |
| There is no soul; it’s an everlasting tease | |
| In scared control; patterned easy, pleasing | |
| Why try to understand? | |
| It’s never meant to be understood | |
| Logic is the bottomless pit | |
| A no-cure find; questions behind | |
| Take what you can | |
| Cut out the heart | |
| Who could ever blame you, man? | |
| Nothing’s fair, we’re all doomed from the start | |
| No different for us | |
| No different for us | |
| We’re just like the others, no different for us | |
| Can’t stop the change; the change can’t stop | |
| Though we leave our souls for a hopeful trust | |
| It’s different for us | |
| It’s different for us | |
| We will survive the change | |
| It’s different for us | |
| It’s not cool to fall in love | |
| Scared and desperate in this life | |
| Safer, cool to judge outside | |
| Oh, to be complaining cool | |
| Never cool, though too excitable | |
| All that we will ever be | |
| They don’t have to feel the pain we feel | |
| Pass their judgment, be sure, decide what’s real | |
| I don’t have to cry to make this real |
| zuo ci : Barlow, Gaffney, Loewenstein | |
| There is no soul it' s an everlasting tease | |
| In scared control patterned easy, pleasing | |
| Why try to understand? | |
| It' s never meant to be understood | |
| Logic is the bottomless pit | |
| A nocure find questions behind | |
| Take what you can | |
| Cut out the heart | |
| Who could ever blame you, man? | |
| Nothing' s fair, we' re all doomed from the start | |
| No different for us | |
| No different for us | |
| We' re just like the others, no different for us | |
| Can' t stop the change the change can' t stop | |
| Though we leave our souls for a hopeful trust | |
| It' s different for us | |
| It' s different for us | |
| We will survive the change | |
| It' s different for us | |
| It' s not cool to fall in love | |
| Scared and desperate in this life | |
| Safer, cool to judge outside | |
| Oh, to be complaining cool | |
| Never cool, though too excitable | |
| All that we will ever be | |
| They don' t have to feel the pain we feel | |
| Pass their judgment, be sure, decide what' s real | |
| I don' t have to cry to make this real |
| zuò cí : Barlow, Gaffney, Loewenstein | |
| There is no soul it' s an everlasting tease | |
| In scared control patterned easy, pleasing | |
| Why try to understand? | |
| It' s never meant to be understood | |
| Logic is the bottomless pit | |
| A nocure find questions behind | |
| Take what you can | |
| Cut out the heart | |
| Who could ever blame you, man? | |
| Nothing' s fair, we' re all doomed from the start | |
| No different for us | |
| No different for us | |
| We' re just like the others, no different for us | |
| Can' t stop the change the change can' t stop | |
| Though we leave our souls for a hopeful trust | |
| It' s different for us | |
| It' s different for us | |
| We will survive the change | |
| It' s different for us | |
| It' s not cool to fall in love | |
| Scared and desperate in this life | |
| Safer, cool to judge outside | |
| Oh, to be complaining cool | |
| Never cool, though too excitable | |
| All that we will ever be | |
| They don' t have to feel the pain we feel | |
| Pass their judgment, be sure, decide what' s real | |
| I don' t have to cry to make this real |
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