Solo Discotheque (Whiskey Bitness) Lyrics
| Song | Solo Discotheque (Whiskey Bitness) |
| Artist | Gym Class Heroes |
| Album | The Papercut Chronicles II |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : MCCOY, TRAVIS/MCGINLEY, MATTHEW/LUMU | |
| 作词 : MCCOY, TRAVIS/MCGINLEY, MATTHEW/LUMU | |
| I don't know, where you're going or when you're coming home | |
| I left the keys under the mat to our front door | |
| For one more chance to hold you close | |
| I don't know, where you're going, just get your ass back home | |
| We both knew this type of life | |
| Didn't come with instructions | |
| So I'm trying to do my best | |
| To make something out of nothing | |
| And sometimes it gets downright shitty in fact | |
| When you call and I don't even know what city I'm in at | |
| Or what day of the week in the middle of the month | |
| In a year, I don't recall | |
| It's like my life's on repeat | |
| And the last time we spoke I told you I wouldn't be long | |
| That was last November, now December's almost gone | |
| I'd apologize but I don't realize what I'm doing wrong | |
| I don't know, where you're going or when you're coming home | |
| I left the keys under the mat to our front door | |
| For one more chance to hold you close | |
| I don't know, where you're going, just get your ass back home | |
| And you've been nothing but amazing | |
| And I never take that for granted | |
| Half of these birds would have flew the coop | |
| But you, you truly understand it | |
| And the fact you stood beside me | |
| Every time you heard some bogusness | |
| You deserve a standing O | |
| 'Cause they'd a just been over it | |
| Let 'em talk, let 'em talk, let 'em talk, let 'em talk | |
| Like we don't hear what they saying | |
| Let 'em walk, let 'em walk, let 'em walk, let 'em walk | |
| We'll just drive by and keep waving | |
| 'Cause you and I above all that | |
| Just let them wallow in it | |
| Now they all choked up, yuck | |
| 'Cause they'd be swallowing it | |
| I don't know, where you're going or when you're coming home | |
| I left the keys under the mat to our front door | |
| For one more chance to hold you close | |
| I don't know, where you're going, just get your ass back home | |
| No one holds me down like you do, sweetheart | |
| You keep doing that, I keep doing this | |
| We'll be alright in the end, trust that | |
| We put the us in trust, baby, let's go | |
| I don't care what you're after | |
| As long as I'm the one, no | |
| I don't care why you're leaving | |
| You'll miss me when you're gone | |
| I don't know, where you're going or when you're coming home | |
| I left the keys under the mat to our front door | |
| For one more chance to hold you close | |
| I don't know, where you're going, just get your ass back home |
| zuo qu : MCCOY, TRAVIS MCGINLEY, MATTHEW LUMU | |
| zuo ci : MCCOY, TRAVIS MCGINLEY, MATTHEW LUMU | |
| I don' t know, where you' re going or when you' re coming home | |
| I left the keys under the mat to our front door | |
| For one more chance to hold you close | |
| I don' t know, where you' re going, just get your ass back home | |
| We both knew this type of life | |
| Didn' t come with instructions | |
| So I' m trying to do my best | |
| To make something out of nothing | |
| And sometimes it gets downright shitty in fact | |
| When you call and I don' t even know what city I' m in at | |
| Or what day of the week in the middle of the month | |
| In a year, I don' t recall | |
| It' s like my life' s on repeat | |
| And the last time we spoke I told you I wouldn' t be long | |
| That was last November, now December' s almost gone | |
| I' d apologize but I don' t realize what I' m doing wrong | |
| I don' t know, where you' re going or when you' re coming home | |
| I left the keys under the mat to our front door | |
| For one more chance to hold you close | |
| I don' t know, where you' re going, just get your ass back home | |
| And you' ve been nothing but amazing | |
| And I never take that for granted | |
| Half of these birds would have flew the coop | |
| But you, you truly understand it | |
| And the fact you stood beside me | |
| Every time you heard some bogusness | |
| You deserve a standing O | |
| ' Cause they' d a just been over it | |
| Let ' em talk, let ' em talk, let ' em talk, let ' em talk | |
| Like we don' t hear what they saying | |
| Let ' em walk, let ' em walk, let ' em walk, let ' em walk | |
| We' ll just drive by and keep waving | |
| ' Cause you and I above all that | |
| Just let them wallow in it | |
| Now they all choked up, yuck | |
| ' Cause they' d be swallowing it | |
| I don' t know, where you' re going or when you' re coming home | |
| I left the keys under the mat to our front door | |
| For one more chance to hold you close | |
| I don' t know, where you' re going, just get your ass back home | |
| No one holds me down like you do, sweetheart | |
| You keep doing that, I keep doing this | |
| We' ll be alright in the end, trust that | |
| We put the us in trust, baby, let' s go | |
| I don' t care what you' re after | |
| As long as I' m the one, no | |
| I don' t care why you' re leaving | |
| You' ll miss me when you' re gone | |
| I don' t know, where you' re going or when you' re coming home | |
| I left the keys under the mat to our front door | |
| For one more chance to hold you close | |
| I don' t know, where you' re going, just get your ass back home |
| zuò qǔ : MCCOY, TRAVIS MCGINLEY, MATTHEW LUMU | |
| zuò cí : MCCOY, TRAVIS MCGINLEY, MATTHEW LUMU | |
| I don' t know, where you' re going or when you' re coming home | |
| I left the keys under the mat to our front door | |
| For one more chance to hold you close | |
| I don' t know, where you' re going, just get your ass back home | |
| We both knew this type of life | |
| Didn' t come with instructions | |
| So I' m trying to do my best | |
| To make something out of nothing | |
| And sometimes it gets downright shitty in fact | |
| When you call and I don' t even know what city I' m in at | |
| Or what day of the week in the middle of the month | |
| In a year, I don' t recall | |
| It' s like my life' s on repeat | |
| And the last time we spoke I told you I wouldn' t be long | |
| That was last November, now December' s almost gone | |
| I' d apologize but I don' t realize what I' m doing wrong | |
| I don' t know, where you' re going or when you' re coming home | |
| I left the keys under the mat to our front door | |
| For one more chance to hold you close | |
| I don' t know, where you' re going, just get your ass back home | |
| And you' ve been nothing but amazing | |
| And I never take that for granted | |
| Half of these birds would have flew the coop | |
| But you, you truly understand it | |
| And the fact you stood beside me | |
| Every time you heard some bogusness | |
| You deserve a standing O | |
| ' Cause they' d a just been over it | |
| Let ' em talk, let ' em talk, let ' em talk, let ' em talk | |
| Like we don' t hear what they saying | |
| Let ' em walk, let ' em walk, let ' em walk, let ' em walk | |
| We' ll just drive by and keep waving | |
| ' Cause you and I above all that | |
| Just let them wallow in it | |
| Now they all choked up, yuck | |
| ' Cause they' d be swallowing it | |
| I don' t know, where you' re going or when you' re coming home | |
| I left the keys under the mat to our front door | |
| For one more chance to hold you close | |
| I don' t know, where you' re going, just get your ass back home | |
| No one holds me down like you do, sweetheart | |
| You keep doing that, I keep doing this | |
| We' ll be alright in the end, trust that | |
| We put the us in trust, baby, let' s go | |
| I don' t care what you' re after | |
| As long as I' m the one, no | |
| I don' t care why you' re leaving | |
| You' ll miss me when you' re gone | |
| I don' t know, where you' re going or when you' re coming home | |
| I left the keys under the mat to our front door | |
| For one more chance to hold you close | |
| I don' t know, where you' re going, just get your ass back home |
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