| Song | The Cheap Bouquet |
| Artist | Pierce the Veil |
| Album | A Flair For The Dramatic |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Fuentes, Fuentes | |
| Stay young | |
| And at the top of our lungs | |
| Our hands are free | |
| Our lives have just begun | |
| It's getting dark we should go back | |
| But what's the use if what you love is what you have | |
| And I could die right now | |
| For something beautiful to take me somewhere else | |
| Oh, I try | |
| But I can't calm down | |
| As I drag myself along these severed hands | |
| Are doing the very best they can | |
| I'm gonna buy a cheap bouquet | |
| Before it dies on the display | |
| Gonna break down | |
| Break down the better side of me | |
| The better side of me | |
| Well I know, I know | |
| If I die young | |
| Then we can wake up screaming in your bed | |
| And our lungs are begging us to calm down | |
| And I scare myself with all that talk of severing | |
| Doing the best or so it seems | |
| You've been mistaken | |
| Your finger is on the scale | |
| Burn like you never have before | |
| Stop, drop and roll don't work in hell | |
| So what if I forget regret | |
| So what if I | |
| So what if I forget regret | |
| I want you to know that I | |
| That I've wrote this line a thousand times Forget regret | |
| This must be the way it ends | |
| Calm down | |
| As I drag myself along these severed hands | |
| Are doing the very best they can | |
| As I drive my car into the sea | |
| I taste you like a hammer through my teeth | |
| Will someone tell me what it means | |
| To be alive | |
| It feels just like the feeling when you die | |
| Oh, alright | |
| I'm dead and I don't care if it's cold outside anymore | |
| So come on | |
| Let's have some fun |
| zuo qu : Fuentes, Fuentes | |
| Stay young | |
| And at the top of our lungs | |
| Our hands are free | |
| Our lives have just begun | |
| It' s getting dark we should go back | |
| But what' s the use if what you love is what you have | |
| And I could die right now | |
| For something beautiful to take me somewhere else | |
| Oh, I try | |
| But I can' t calm down | |
| As I drag myself along these severed hands | |
| Are doing the very best they can | |
| I' m gonna buy a cheap bouquet | |
| Before it dies on the display | |
| Gonna break down | |
| Break down the better side of me | |
| The better side of me | |
| Well I know, I know | |
| If I die young | |
| Then we can wake up screaming in your bed | |
| And our lungs are begging us to calm down | |
| And I scare myself with all that talk of severing | |
| Doing the best or so it seems | |
| You' ve been mistaken | |
| Your finger is on the scale | |
| Burn like you never have before | |
| Stop, drop and roll don' t work in hell | |
| So what if I forget regret | |
| So what if I | |
| So what if I forget regret | |
| I want you to know that I | |
| That I' ve wrote this line a thousand times Forget regret | |
| This must be the way it ends | |
| Calm down | |
| As I drag myself along these severed hands | |
| Are doing the very best they can | |
| As I drive my car into the sea | |
| I taste you like a hammer through my teeth | |
| Will someone tell me what it means | |
| To be alive | |
| It feels just like the feeling when you die | |
| Oh, alright | |
| I' m dead and I don' t care if it' s cold outside anymore | |
| So come on | |
| Let' s have some fun |
| zuò qǔ : Fuentes, Fuentes | |
| Stay young | |
| And at the top of our lungs | |
| Our hands are free | |
| Our lives have just begun | |
| It' s getting dark we should go back | |
| But what' s the use if what you love is what you have | |
| And I could die right now | |
| For something beautiful to take me somewhere else | |
| Oh, I try | |
| But I can' t calm down | |
| As I drag myself along these severed hands | |
| Are doing the very best they can | |
| I' m gonna buy a cheap bouquet | |
| Before it dies on the display | |
| Gonna break down | |
| Break down the better side of me | |
| The better side of me | |
| Well I know, I know | |
| If I die young | |
| Then we can wake up screaming in your bed | |
| And our lungs are begging us to calm down | |
| And I scare myself with all that talk of severing | |
| Doing the best or so it seems | |
| You' ve been mistaken | |
| Your finger is on the scale | |
| Burn like you never have before | |
| Stop, drop and roll don' t work in hell | |
| So what if I forget regret | |
| So what if I | |
| So what if I forget regret | |
| I want you to know that I | |
| That I' ve wrote this line a thousand times Forget regret | |
| This must be the way it ends | |
| Calm down | |
| As I drag myself along these severed hands | |
| Are doing the very best they can | |
| As I drive my car into the sea | |
| I taste you like a hammer through my teeth | |
| Will someone tell me what it means | |
| To be alive | |
| It feels just like the feeling when you die | |
| Oh, alright | |
| I' m dead and I don' t care if it' s cold outside anymore | |
| So come on | |
| Let' s have some fun |