| Song | Count Souvenirs |
| Artist | Junior Boys |
| Album | So This Is Goodbye |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Junior Boys | |
| A pair of shoes | |
| Some old reviews | |
| That you kicked behind the door | |
| A calling card | |
| Is torn apart | |
| And it's wasted on the floor | |
| Some city scene | |
| You're like a preteen | |
| Chasing all the latest news | |
| We're back at home | |
| We fix old radios | |
| Wiping off the dusty tunes | |
| SoPlease, please don't touch | |
| Please, please don't touch | |
| I keep it warm | |
| At thirty-four | |
| Like the way it was before | |
| Your favorite shirt | |
| A little dirt | |
| Builds inside the bedroom drawer' | |
| Cause all the paint | |
| And the stains | |
| All the papers and the fumes | |
| They're all of you | |
| They stay alive | |
| And inside the things we knew | |
| SoPlease, please don't touch | |
| Please, please don't touch | |
| Empty stalls and shopping malls | |
| That we'll never see again | |
| Hotel lobbies like painful hobbies | |
| That linger on | |
| Time compares us, you feel embarrassed | |
| Like you drive your parent's car | |
| On another road, in another road | |
| Kept in a jar |
| zuo ci : Junior Boys | |
| A pair of shoes | |
| Some old reviews | |
| That you kicked behind the door | |
| A calling card | |
| Is torn apart | |
| And it' s wasted on the floor | |
| Some city scene | |
| You' re like a preteen | |
| Chasing all the latest news | |
| We' re back at home | |
| We fix old radios | |
| Wiping off the dusty tunes | |
| SoPlease, please don' t touch | |
| Please, please don' t touch | |
| I keep it warm | |
| At thirtyfour | |
| Like the way it was before | |
| Your favorite shirt | |
| A little dirt | |
| Builds inside the bedroom drawer' | |
| Cause all the paint | |
| And the stains | |
| All the papers and the fumes | |
| They' re all of you | |
| They stay alive | |
| And inside the things we knew | |
| SoPlease, please don' t touch | |
| Please, please don' t touch | |
| Empty stalls and shopping malls | |
| That we' ll never see again | |
| Hotel lobbies like painful hobbies | |
| That linger on | |
| Time compares us, you feel embarrassed | |
| Like you drive your parent' s car | |
| On another road, in another road | |
| Kept in a jar |
| zuò cí : Junior Boys | |
| A pair of shoes | |
| Some old reviews | |
| That you kicked behind the door | |
| A calling card | |
| Is torn apart | |
| And it' s wasted on the floor | |
| Some city scene | |
| You' re like a preteen | |
| Chasing all the latest news | |
| We' re back at home | |
| We fix old radios | |
| Wiping off the dusty tunes | |
| SoPlease, please don' t touch | |
| Please, please don' t touch | |
| I keep it warm | |
| At thirtyfour | |
| Like the way it was before | |
| Your favorite shirt | |
| A little dirt | |
| Builds inside the bedroom drawer' | |
| Cause all the paint | |
| And the stains | |
| All the papers and the fumes | |
| They' re all of you | |
| They stay alive | |
| And inside the things we knew | |
| SoPlease, please don' t touch | |
| Please, please don' t touch | |
| Empty stalls and shopping malls | |
| That we' ll never see again | |
| Hotel lobbies like painful hobbies | |
| That linger on | |
| Time compares us, you feel embarrassed | |
| Like you drive your parent' s car | |
| On another road, in another road | |
| Kept in a jar |