| Song | Again I Go Unnoticed |
| Artist | Dashboard Confessional |
| Album | The Places You Have Come To Fear The Most |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Carrabba | |
| So quiet, another wasted night | |
| The television steals the conversation | |
| Exhale another wasted breath | |
| Again it goes unnoticed | |
| Please tell me you're just feeling tired' | |
| Cause if it's more than that | |
| I feel that | |
| I might break | |
| Out of touch, out of time | |
| Please send me anything but signals that are mixed' | |
| Cause I can't read your rolling eyes | |
| Out of touch, are we out of time? | |
| Close lipped another goodnight kiss | |
| Is robbed of all it's passion | |
| Your grip another time is slack | |
| It leaves me feeling empty | |
| Please tell me you're just feeling tired' | |
| Cause if it's more than that | |
| I feel that | |
| I might break | |
| Out of touch, out of time | |
| Please send me anything but signals that are mixed' | |
| Cause I can't read your rolling eyes | |
| Out of touch, are we out of time? | |
| I'll wait until tomorrow, maybe you'll feel better then | |
| Maybe we'll be better then | |
| So what's another day when | |
| I can't bear | |
| These nights of thoughts of going on without you | |
| This mood of yours is temporary | |
| It seems worth the wait to see your smile again | |
| Out of the corner of my eye won't be the only way | |
| Your looking at me then | |
| So quiet, another wasted night | |
| The television steals the conversation | |
| Exhale another wasted breath | |
| Again it goes unnoticed |
| zuo qu : Carrabba | |
| So quiet, another wasted night | |
| The television steals the conversation | |
| Exhale another wasted breath | |
| Again it goes unnoticed | |
| Please tell me you' re just feeling tired' | |
| Cause if it' s more than that | |
| I feel that | |
| I might break | |
| Out of touch, out of time | |
| Please send me anything but signals that are mixed' | |
| Cause I can' t read your rolling eyes | |
| Out of touch, are we out of time? | |
| Close lipped another goodnight kiss | |
| Is robbed of all it' s passion | |
| Your grip another time is slack | |
| It leaves me feeling empty | |
| Please tell me you' re just feeling tired' | |
| Cause if it' s more than that | |
| I feel that | |
| I might break | |
| Out of touch, out of time | |
| Please send me anything but signals that are mixed' | |
| Cause I can' t read your rolling eyes | |
| Out of touch, are we out of time? | |
| I' ll wait until tomorrow, maybe you' ll feel better then | |
| Maybe we' ll be better then | |
| So what' s another day when | |
| I can' t bear | |
| These nights of thoughts of going on without you | |
| This mood of yours is temporary | |
| It seems worth the wait to see your smile again | |
| Out of the corner of my eye won' t be the only way | |
| Your looking at me then | |
| So quiet, another wasted night | |
| The television steals the conversation | |
| Exhale another wasted breath | |
| Again it goes unnoticed |
| zuò qǔ : Carrabba | |
| So quiet, another wasted night | |
| The television steals the conversation | |
| Exhale another wasted breath | |
| Again it goes unnoticed | |
| Please tell me you' re just feeling tired' | |
| Cause if it' s more than that | |
| I feel that | |
| I might break | |
| Out of touch, out of time | |
| Please send me anything but signals that are mixed' | |
| Cause I can' t read your rolling eyes | |
| Out of touch, are we out of time? | |
| Close lipped another goodnight kiss | |
| Is robbed of all it' s passion | |
| Your grip another time is slack | |
| It leaves me feeling empty | |
| Please tell me you' re just feeling tired' | |
| Cause if it' s more than that | |
| I feel that | |
| I might break | |
| Out of touch, out of time | |
| Please send me anything but signals that are mixed' | |
| Cause I can' t read your rolling eyes | |
| Out of touch, are we out of time? | |
| I' ll wait until tomorrow, maybe you' ll feel better then | |
| Maybe we' ll be better then | |
| So what' s another day when | |
| I can' t bear | |
| These nights of thoughts of going on without you | |
| This mood of yours is temporary | |
| It seems worth the wait to see your smile again | |
| Out of the corner of my eye won' t be the only way | |
| Your looking at me then | |
| So quiet, another wasted night | |
| The television steals the conversation | |
| Exhale another wasted breath | |
| Again it goes unnoticed |