| Song | Here's Lookin' At You |
| Artist | Every Time I Die |
| Album | Last Night In Town |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : ?, Buckley | |
| Staring at a ghost across a table set for two | |
| This is the last call before the credits roll | |
| The charm of silver screen depression saturated in alcohol it's so seductive | |
| Filtered through tobacco haze it's so ****ing intoxicating | |
| The way they glimmer through the grain | |
| And make dysfunction such a fashion | |
| Jimmy Stewart suicidal sex appeal | |
| The alcoholic is the last true hopeless romantic | |
| Stumbling and smelling of stale gasoline | |
| Making James | |
| Dean speeches to an empty room | |
| Audrey left some lipstick on her cigarette in the ashtray | |
| With a note scrawled on a napkin saying, "This is glamor" | |
| This is where | |
| Hollywood cues the delusion | |
| That everything looked this blue through | |
| Sinatra's eyes | |
| What America needs is another worthwhile overdose | |
| Celestial bodies constructed on set destined to explode in the headlines | |
| Another dry martini and a methamphetamine | |
| GodspeedNorma | |
| Jean, I hope you saved us one last sleeping pill | |
| Play it again for me | |
| The tragedy of a track marked beauty queen | |
| The starlet in the magazine | |
| She looks all right to me | |
| Oh she looks so good to me | |
| But there's something in the way she moves | |
| Like I want to make me want you | |
| Tonight I feel like fame, dreary and estranged | |
| I'd scratch through glass not to be without you, without you | |
| Whole lotta shakin' going on | |
| Whole lotta shakin' going on | |
| Whole lotta shakin' going on | |
| Chicago |
| zuo qu : ?, Buckley | |
| Staring at a ghost across a table set for two | |
| This is the last call before the credits roll | |
| The charm of silver screen depression saturated in alcohol it' s so seductive | |
| Filtered through tobacco haze it' s so ing intoxicating | |
| The way they glimmer through the grain | |
| And make dysfunction such a fashion | |
| Jimmy Stewart suicidal sex appeal | |
| The alcoholic is the last true hopeless romantic | |
| Stumbling and smelling of stale gasoline | |
| Making James | |
| Dean speeches to an empty room | |
| Audrey left some lipstick on her cigarette in the ashtray | |
| With a note scrawled on a napkin saying, " This is glamor" | |
| This is where | |
| Hollywood cues the delusion | |
| That everything looked this blue through | |
| Sinatra' s eyes | |
| What America needs is another worthwhile overdose | |
| Celestial bodies constructed on set destined to explode in the headlines | |
| Another dry martini and a methamphetamine | |
| GodspeedNorma | |
| Jean, I hope you saved us one last sleeping pill | |
| Play it again for me | |
| The tragedy of a track marked beauty queen | |
| The starlet in the magazine | |
| She looks all right to me | |
| Oh she looks so good to me | |
| But there' s something in the way she moves | |
| Like I want to make me want you | |
| Tonight I feel like fame, dreary and estranged | |
| I' d scratch through glass not to be without you, without you | |
| Whole lotta shakin' going on | |
| Whole lotta shakin' going on | |
| Whole lotta shakin' going on | |
| Chicago |
| zuò qǔ : ?, Buckley | |
| Staring at a ghost across a table set for two | |
| This is the last call before the credits roll | |
| The charm of silver screen depression saturated in alcohol it' s so seductive | |
| Filtered through tobacco haze it' s so ing intoxicating | |
| The way they glimmer through the grain | |
| And make dysfunction such a fashion | |
| Jimmy Stewart suicidal sex appeal | |
| The alcoholic is the last true hopeless romantic | |
| Stumbling and smelling of stale gasoline | |
| Making James | |
| Dean speeches to an empty room | |
| Audrey left some lipstick on her cigarette in the ashtray | |
| With a note scrawled on a napkin saying, " This is glamor" | |
| This is where | |
| Hollywood cues the delusion | |
| That everything looked this blue through | |
| Sinatra' s eyes | |
| What America needs is another worthwhile overdose | |
| Celestial bodies constructed on set destined to explode in the headlines | |
| Another dry martini and a methamphetamine | |
| GodspeedNorma | |
| Jean, I hope you saved us one last sleeping pill | |
| Play it again for me | |
| The tragedy of a track marked beauty queen | |
| The starlet in the magazine | |
| She looks all right to me | |
| Oh she looks so good to me | |
| But there' s something in the way she moves | |
| Like I want to make me want you | |
| Tonight I feel like fame, dreary and estranged | |
| I' d scratch through glass not to be without you, without you | |
| Whole lotta shakin' going on | |
| Whole lotta shakin' going on | |
| Whole lotta shakin' going on | |
| Chicago |