| 作曲 : Crosby, Geraghty, Noonan ... | |
| I've got your blood | |
| Under my fingernails | |
| It feels like | |
| I could Never wash it away | |
| Well how about that? | |
| I could never do that | |
| Well whaddaya know about that? | |
| I could never do that | |
| I've been waiting for your blood | |
| To appear on my hands | |
| And there it was | |
| Under very different circumstances | |
| It's a clanging symbol | |
| To end this drum roll | |
| It's a clanging symbol | |
| To end this drum roll | |
| I've been walking you | |
| Into those lamposts again | |
| I'd rather do that than | |
| Let go of your hand | |
| I've been watching your fingers | |
| Straddle the neck of your guitar | |
| Since you said they'd buckle | |
| Like the legs of a new born foal | |
| But they're still standing | |
| Making those sweet | |
| Mongrel chord shapes | |
| Yea they're still standing | |
| And you got the middle | |
| One raised to me | |
| I've been walking you | |
| Into those lamposts again | |
| I'd rather do that than | |
| Let you of your hand | |
| I feel you from me | |
| Braithim uaim tú | |
| I feel you from me | |
| I've been walking you | |
| Into those lamposts again | |
| I'd rather do that than let |
| zuo qu : Crosby, Geraghty, Noonan ... | |
| I' ve got your blood | |
| Under my fingernails | |
| It feels like | |
| I could Never wash it away | |
| Well how about that? | |
| I could never do that | |
| Well whaddaya know about that? | |
| I could never do that | |
| I' ve been waiting for your blood | |
| To appear on my hands | |
| And there it was | |
| Under very different circumstances | |
| It' s a clanging symbol | |
| To end this drum roll | |
| It' s a clanging symbol | |
| To end this drum roll | |
| I' ve been walking you | |
| Into those lamposts again | |
| I' d rather do that than | |
| Let go of your hand | |
| I' ve been watching your fingers | |
| Straddle the neck of your guitar | |
| Since you said they' d buckle | |
| Like the legs of a new born foal | |
| But they' re still standing | |
| Making those sweet | |
| Mongrel chord shapes | |
| Yea they' re still standing | |
| And you got the middle | |
| One raised to me | |
| I' ve been walking you | |
| Into those lamposts again | |
| I' d rather do that than | |
| Let you of your hand | |
| I feel you from me | |
| Braithim uaim tu | |
| I feel you from me | |
| I' ve been walking you | |
| Into those lamposts again | |
| I' d rather do that than let |
| zuò qǔ : Crosby, Geraghty, Noonan ... | |
| I' ve got your blood | |
| Under my fingernails | |
| It feels like | |
| I could Never wash it away | |
| Well how about that? | |
| I could never do that | |
| Well whaddaya know about that? | |
| I could never do that | |
| I' ve been waiting for your blood | |
| To appear on my hands | |
| And there it was | |
| Under very different circumstances | |
| It' s a clanging symbol | |
| To end this drum roll | |
| It' s a clanging symbol | |
| To end this drum roll | |
| I' ve been walking you | |
| Into those lamposts again | |
| I' d rather do that than | |
| Let go of your hand | |
| I' ve been watching your fingers | |
| Straddle the neck of your guitar | |
| Since you said they' d buckle | |
| Like the legs of a new born foal | |
| But they' re still standing | |
| Making those sweet | |
| Mongrel chord shapes | |
| Yea they' re still standing | |
| And you got the middle | |
| One raised to me | |
| I' ve been walking you | |
| Into those lamposts again | |
| I' d rather do that than | |
| Let you of your hand | |
| I feel you from me | |
| Braithim uaim tú | |
| I feel you from me | |
| I' ve been walking you | |
| Into those lamposts again | |
| I' d rather do that than let |