| Song | Romeo A Go-Go |
| Artist | Every Time I Die |
| Album | Hot Damn! |
| 作曲 : Buckley, Every Time I Die | |
| Tonight I'm coming home in a coma if it ****ing kills me | |
| Listless but relieved, beaming like a newborn hostage | |
| Orphaned by an ambulance | |
| I got this new black eye just for you | |
| Your hopeless romantic now hopelessly rheumatic | |
| Poets grinding teeth to powder | |
| All my vowels are getting lost in the gauze | |
| Misinterpret courting for the cursing of a drooling fool | |
| Here's to cheap sex and codeine in a hospital bed | |
| And maybe | |
| I'd object, if | |
| I felt at all alive | |
| Everybody is dying to lay down with you | |
| I got the order all wrong, maybe have bumped my head | |
| Maybe I should quiet down | |
| Don't bet on another black out, | |
| I'll be all right | |
| There's an army at my window waiting to lose this fight | |
| I'm the king of this all night clinic | |
| The ****ing champion | |
| Tonight we'll feast like royalty in traction | |
| Happy and meticulous | |
| There's a delicate love song in this | |
| Kicked out and dripping in verse | |
| Go get your gun 'cause | |
| God won't show | |
| He sent a poet instead, the | |
| Don Quixote of the | |
| ICUQuite impressive for a cripple | |
| Munchausen by proxy of a muse | |
| Tempt not a desperate man | |
| Tempt not a desperate man | |
| This split lip is for you | |
| I traded it for an outdated tooth |
| zuò qǔ : Buckley, Every Time I Die | |
| Tonight I' m coming home in a coma if it ing kills me | |
| Listless but relieved, beaming like a newborn hostage | |
| Orphaned by an ambulance | |
| I got this new black eye just for you | |
| Your hopeless romantic now hopelessly rheumatic | |
| Poets grinding teeth to powder | |
| All my vowels are getting lost in the gauze | |
| Misinterpret courting for the cursing of a drooling fool | |
| Here' s to cheap sex and codeine in a hospital bed | |
| And maybe | |
| I' d object, if | |
| I felt at all alive | |
| Everybody is dying to lay down with you | |
| I got the order all wrong, maybe have bumped my head | |
| Maybe I should quiet down | |
| Don' t bet on another black out, | |
| I' ll be all right | |
| There' s an army at my window waiting to lose this fight | |
| I' m the king of this all night clinic | |
| The ing champion | |
| Tonight we' ll feast like royalty in traction | |
| Happy and meticulous | |
| There' s a delicate love song in this | |
| Kicked out and dripping in verse | |
| Go get your gun ' cause | |
| God won' t show | |
| He sent a poet instead, the | |
| Don Quixote of the | |
| ICUQuite impressive for a cripple | |
| Munchausen by proxy of a muse | |
| Tempt not a desperate man | |
| Tempt not a desperate man | |
| This split lip is for you | |
| I traded it for an outdated tooth |