| 作词 : Andrews, Edwards | |
| She was giddy | |
| with remorse | |
| As she skipped | |
| river stones | |
| Off slick rapid | |
| rushing heads | |
| Babies belched | |
| from below | |
| Clenching shame in | |
| her stomach | |
| It felt the same as the | |
| last time | |
| Cramming fear in her | |
| white fists | |
| Hoping this is the | |
| last time | |
| She put rocks in | |
| her pockets | |
| Knowing wet gravity | |
| Shrunk away from the | |
| water's edge | |
| Fell down hard by a tree | |
| She stuffed shame in | |
| her pockets | |
| It felt the same as the | |
| last time | |
| She crammed fear in her | |
| white fists | |
| And hope this is the | |
| last time | |
| Brainsqueals | |
| Same as the last time | |
| Brainsqueals | |
| She hope this is the | |
| last time |
| zuo ci : Andrews, Edwards | |
| She was giddy | |
| with remorse | |
| As she skipped | |
| river stones | |
| Off slick rapid | |
| rushing heads | |
| Babies belched | |
| from below | |
| Clenching shame in | |
| her stomach | |
| It felt the same as the | |
| last time | |
| Cramming fear in her | |
| white fists | |
| Hoping this is the | |
| last time | |
| She put rocks in | |
| her pockets | |
| Knowing wet gravity | |
| Shrunk away from the | |
| water' s edge | |
| Fell down hard by a tree | |
| She stuffed shame in | |
| her pockets | |
| It felt the same as the | |
| last time | |
| She crammed fear in her | |
| white fists | |
| And hope this is the | |
| last time | |
| Brainsqueals | |
| Same as the last time | |
| Brainsqueals | |
| She hope this is the | |
| last time |
| zuò cí : Andrews, Edwards | |
| She was giddy | |
| with remorse | |
| As she skipped | |
| river stones | |
| Off slick rapid | |
| rushing heads | |
| Babies belched | |
| from below | |
| Clenching shame in | |
| her stomach | |
| It felt the same as the | |
| last time | |
| Cramming fear in her | |
| white fists | |
| Hoping this is the | |
| last time | |
| She put rocks in | |
| her pockets | |
| Knowing wet gravity | |
| Shrunk away from the | |
| water' s edge | |
| Fell down hard by a tree | |
| She stuffed shame in | |
| her pockets | |
| It felt the same as the | |
| last time | |
| She crammed fear in her | |
| white fists | |
| And hope this is the | |
| last time | |
| Brainsqueals | |
| Same as the last time | |
| Brainsqueals | |
| She hope this is the | |
| last time |