| Song | Funnel |
| Artist | Switchblade Symphony |
| Album | Bread And Jam For Frances |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Wallace | |
| The lady, poor lady | |
| She lost all her things | |
| Far inside of her house now | |
| The lady just stays | |
| Anyone, anyone, anyone, anyone | |
| Ah...ah...ah...ah... | |
| Over the floor, silver hair lays | |
| Buckets of pills for days and for days | |
| Anyone, anyone, anyone, anyone | |
| The remover is coming to clean up the frail | |
| Pretty old ladies and puppy dog tails | |
| Anyone, anyone, anyone, anyone | |
| I am lost now | |
| Oh, where can | |
| I be?Don't go near that | |
| You'll find it empty | |
| Scissors cut spaces | |
| Perfect and right | |
| Tongue-tied rhythms | |
| May find you tonight | |
| She takes medicine, medicine, | |
| Every damn day | |
| For she thinks she is sick | |
| She was brought up that way | |
| Anyone, anyone, anyone, anyone | |
| Ah...ah...ah...ah... |
| zuo ci : Wallace | |
| The lady, poor lady | |
| She lost all her things | |
| Far inside of her house now | |
| The lady just stays | |
| Anyone, anyone, anyone, anyone | |
| Ah... ah... ah... ah... | |
| Over the floor, silver hair lays | |
| Buckets of pills for days and for days | |
| Anyone, anyone, anyone, anyone | |
| The remover is coming to clean up the frail | |
| Pretty old ladies and puppy dog tails | |
| Anyone, anyone, anyone, anyone | |
| I am lost now | |
| Oh, where can | |
| I be? Don' t go near that | |
| You' ll find it empty | |
| Scissors cut spaces | |
| Perfect and right | |
| Tonguetied rhythms | |
| May find you tonight | |
| She takes medicine, medicine, | |
| Every damn day | |
| For she thinks she is sick | |
| She was brought up that way | |
| Anyone, anyone, anyone, anyone | |
| Ah... ah... ah... ah... |
| zuò cí : Wallace | |
| The lady, poor lady | |
| She lost all her things | |
| Far inside of her house now | |
| The lady just stays | |
| Anyone, anyone, anyone, anyone | |
| Ah... ah... ah... ah... | |
| Over the floor, silver hair lays | |
| Buckets of pills for days and for days | |
| Anyone, anyone, anyone, anyone | |
| The remover is coming to clean up the frail | |
| Pretty old ladies and puppy dog tails | |
| Anyone, anyone, anyone, anyone | |
| I am lost now | |
| Oh, where can | |
| I be? Don' t go near that | |
| You' ll find it empty | |
| Scissors cut spaces | |
| Perfect and right | |
| Tonguetied rhythms | |
| May find you tonight | |
| She takes medicine, medicine, | |
| Every damn day | |
| For she thinks she is sick | |
| She was brought up that way | |
| Anyone, anyone, anyone, anyone | |
| Ah... ah... ah... ah... |