| 作词 : Ezrin, Ford, Peru | |
| When I was 18, you know | |
| I fell in love with you | |
| But you were the bitch babe | |
| I guess you'd call it a fatal passion | |
| You try to pull my trigger, always leading my on | |
| Makin' up your own rules, | |
| I was always the clown | |
| Times must change now, you'll see it my way | |
| I just can't take it | |
| What you don't know, | |
| I must say | |
| I guess we both had a lot to learn | |
| Uh, huhYou play with fire, you're gonna get burned | |
| Don't call me insane, 'cause that's not my game | |
| Turn your head, you're dead | |
| From a fatal passion | |
| Cross your heart and hope you survive | |
| Fatal passion | |
| You're like a broken picture | |
| A mirrored image | |
| I can't see | |
| You tried to lock me up | |
| And you swallowed the key | |
| My mind's been twisted | |
| Time my wounds must heal | |
| Lookin' back in anger | |
| Now you know just how | |
| I feelBut tell me where do you draw the line | |
| Uh, huhIt's time that you realize | |
| Don't call me insane' | |
| Cause that's not my game | |
| Turn your head, you're dead | |
| You try to pull my trigger, always leading my on | |
| Makin' up your own rules, | |
| I was always the clown | |
| I guess we both had a lot to learn | |
| Uh, huhYou play with fire, you're gonna get burned | |
| Don't call me insane, 'cause that's not my game | |
| Turn your head, you're dead | |
| From a fatal passion | |
| Cross your heart and hope you survive | |
| Fatal passion | |
| Fatal passion | |
| Fatal passion | |
| Fatal passion |
| zuo ci : Ezrin, Ford, Peru | |
| When I was 18, you know | |
| I fell in love with you | |
| But you were the bitch babe | |
| I guess you' d call it a fatal passion | |
| You try to pull my trigger, always leading my on | |
| Makin' up your own rules, | |
| I was always the clown | |
| Times must change now, you' ll see it my way | |
| I just can' t take it | |
| What you don' t know, | |
| I must say | |
| I guess we both had a lot to learn | |
| Uh, huhYou play with fire, you' re gonna get burned | |
| Don' t call me insane, ' cause that' s not my game | |
| Turn your head, you' re dead | |
| From a fatal passion | |
| Cross your heart and hope you survive | |
| Fatal passion | |
| You' re like a broken picture | |
| A mirrored image | |
| I can' t see | |
| You tried to lock me up | |
| And you swallowed the key | |
| My mind' s been twisted | |
| Time my wounds must heal | |
| Lookin' back in anger | |
| Now you know just how | |
| I feelBut tell me where do you draw the line | |
| Uh, huhIt' s time that you realize | |
| Don' t call me insane' | |
| Cause that' s not my game | |
| Turn your head, you' re dead | |
| You try to pull my trigger, always leading my on | |
| Makin' up your own rules, | |
| I was always the clown | |
| I guess we both had a lot to learn | |
| Uh, huhYou play with fire, you' re gonna get burned | |
| Don' t call me insane, ' cause that' s not my game | |
| Turn your head, you' re dead | |
| From a fatal passion | |
| Cross your heart and hope you survive | |
| Fatal passion | |
| Fatal passion | |
| Fatal passion | |
| Fatal passion |
| zuò cí : Ezrin, Ford, Peru | |
| When I was 18, you know | |
| I fell in love with you | |
| But you were the bitch babe | |
| I guess you' d call it a fatal passion | |
| You try to pull my trigger, always leading my on | |
| Makin' up your own rules, | |
| I was always the clown | |
| Times must change now, you' ll see it my way | |
| I just can' t take it | |
| What you don' t know, | |
| I must say | |
| I guess we both had a lot to learn | |
| Uh, huhYou play with fire, you' re gonna get burned | |
| Don' t call me insane, ' cause that' s not my game | |
| Turn your head, you' re dead | |
| From a fatal passion | |
| Cross your heart and hope you survive | |
| Fatal passion | |
| You' re like a broken picture | |
| A mirrored image | |
| I can' t see | |
| You tried to lock me up | |
| And you swallowed the key | |
| My mind' s been twisted | |
| Time my wounds must heal | |
| Lookin' back in anger | |
| Now you know just how | |
| I feelBut tell me where do you draw the line | |
| Uh, huhIt' s time that you realize | |
| Don' t call me insane' | |
| Cause that' s not my game | |
| Turn your head, you' re dead | |
| You try to pull my trigger, always leading my on | |
| Makin' up your own rules, | |
| I was always the clown | |
| I guess we both had a lot to learn | |
| Uh, huhYou play with fire, you' re gonna get burned | |
| Don' t call me insane, ' cause that' s not my game | |
| Turn your head, you' re dead | |
| From a fatal passion | |
| Cross your heart and hope you survive | |
| Fatal passion | |
| Fatal passion | |
| Fatal passion | |
| Fatal passion |
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