| 作曲 : Bardainne, Ker | |
| She sells anger | |
| And the whole world has to pay | |
| She reeks of danger | |
| Are these games such fun to play? | |
| And does she seek some glory? | |
| Or does she only seek an end? | |
| She sells anger | |
| She reeks of danger | |
| She sells anger | |
| And the whole world drags her down | |
| She reeks of danger | |
| So she steals her way around | |
| And does she weep sincerely? | |
| Or does she only pay amends? | |
| She sells anger | |
| She reeks of danger | |
| She'll never say she's sorry | |
| No one has ever seen her bend | |
| She'll never say she's lonely | |
| No one will ever take her hand | |
| And is the world still watching | |
| When she drowns herself to sleep? |
| zuo qu : Bardainne, Ker | |
| She sells anger | |
| And the whole world has to pay | |
| She reeks of danger | |
| Are these games such fun to play? | |
| And does she seek some glory? | |
| Or does she only seek an end? | |
| She sells anger | |
| She reeks of danger | |
| She sells anger | |
| And the whole world drags her down | |
| She reeks of danger | |
| So she steals her way around | |
| And does she weep sincerely? | |
| Or does she only pay amends? | |
| She sells anger | |
| She reeks of danger | |
| She' ll never say she' s sorry | |
| No one has ever seen her bend | |
| She' ll never say she' s lonely | |
| No one will ever take her hand | |
| And is the world still watching | |
| When she drowns herself to sleep? |
| zuò qǔ : Bardainne, Ker | |
| She sells anger | |
| And the whole world has to pay | |
| She reeks of danger | |
| Are these games such fun to play? | |
| And does she seek some glory? | |
| Or does she only seek an end? | |
| She sells anger | |
| She reeks of danger | |
| She sells anger | |
| And the whole world drags her down | |
| She reeks of danger | |
| So she steals her way around | |
| And does she weep sincerely? | |
| Or does she only pay amends? | |
| She sells anger | |
| She reeks of danger | |
| She' ll never say she' s sorry | |
| No one has ever seen her bend | |
| She' ll never say she' s lonely | |
| No one will ever take her hand | |
| And is the world still watching | |
| When she drowns herself to sleep? |