| Song | Alcohol |
| Artist | Borgeous |
| Album | Alcohol |
| [00:00.000] | 作词 : John James Borger |
| [00:01.000] | 作曲 : John James Borger |
| [00:13.206] | My glass is half empty |
| [00:16.818] | Like the promise you made |
| [00:19.709] | Like the words that you said |
| [00:23.046] | That are filling my head |
| [00:26.510] | My glass is half empty |
| [00:29.712] | Like the tears that I shed |
| [00:32.894] | Like the hope that I bled |
| [00:36.153] | The paranoia you fed |
| [00:39.430] | And I guess this is what happens |
| [00:42.713] | And I'll be fine |
| [00:45.994] | Just need a few more glasses |
| [00:49.143] | And a bit of time |
| [00:50.577] | I don't even like the look of this at all |
| [00:53.706] | But it burns the taste of you right out my mouth |
| [00:56.943] | Wondering where it all went south |
| [00:58.599] | Sitting on my own |
| [00:59.902] | At this bar on my way home |
| [01:01.911] | Trying not to feel so cold |
| [01:03.919] | With a little bit of alcohol |
| [01:06.848] | Oh it burns the taste of you right out my mouth |
| [01:09.914] | Wonder where it all went south |
| [01:11.537] | Making my way home |
| [01:12.869] | I'll be sleeping on my own |
| [01:14.812] | Maybe it won't feel so cold |
| [01:27.842] | Maybe it won't feel so cold |
| [01:37.620] | Making my way home |
| [01:38.891] | I'll be sleeping on my own |
| [01:40.792] | Maybe it won't feel so cold |
| [01:44.159] | If love is so simple |
| [01:47.655] | So easy to feel |
| [01:50.837] | Why is it so hard |
| [01:54.023] | To spot the fake from the real |
| [01:57.315] | I wore my heart on my sleeve |
| [02:00.636] | But my head in the sand |
| [02:03.699] | All the warning signs |
| [02:06.943] | And I just feel so mad |
| [02:09.992] | And I guess this is what happens |
| [02:13.512] | And I'll be fine |
| [02:16.829] | Just need a few more glasses |
| [02:20.052] | And a bit of time |
| [02:21.376] | I don't even like the look of this at all |
| [02:24.798] | But it burns the taste of you right out my mouth |
| [02:27.792] | Wondering where it all went south |
| [02:29.549] | Sitting on my own |
| [02:30.661] | At this bar on my way home |
| [02:32.640] | Trying not to feel so cold |
| [02:34.677] | With a little bit of alcohol |
| [02:37.365] | Oh it burns the taste of you right out my mouth |
| [02:40.745] | Wonder where it all went south |
| [02:42.432] | Making my way home |
| [02:43.640] | I'll be sleeping on my own |
| [02:45.572] | Maybe it won't feel so cold |
| [02:58.621] | Maybe it won't feel so cold |
| [03:08.318] | Making my way home |
| [03:09.562] | I'll be sleeping on my own |
| [03:11.478] | Maybe it won't feel so cold |
| [03:13.160] | I don't even like the look of this at all |
| [03:16.371] | But it burns the taste of you right out my mouth |
| [03:19.633] | Wondering where it all went south |
| [03:21.335] | Sitting on my own |
| [03:22.569] | At this bar on my way home |
| [03:24.484] | Trying not to feel so cold |
| [00:00.000] | zuò cí : John James Borger |
| [00:01.000] | zuò qǔ : John James Borger |
| [00:13.206] | My glass is half empty |
| [00:16.818] | Like the promise you made |
| [00:19.709] | Like the words that you said |
| [00:23.046] | That are filling my head |
| [00:26.510] | My glass is half empty |
| [00:29.712] | Like the tears that I shed |
| [00:32.894] | Like the hope that I bled |
| [00:36.153] | The paranoia you fed |
| [00:39.430] | And I guess this is what happens |
| [00:42.713] | And I' ll be fine |
| [00:45.994] | Just need a few more glasses |
| [00:49.143] | And a bit of time |
| [00:50.577] | I don' t even like the look of this at all |
| [00:53.706] | But it burns the taste of you right out my mouth |
| [00:56.943] | Wondering where it all went south |
| [00:58.599] | Sitting on my own |
| [00:59.902] | At this bar on my way home |
| [01:01.911] | Trying not to feel so cold |
| [01:03.919] | With a little bit of alcohol |
| [01:06.848] | Oh it burns the taste of you right out my mouth |
| [01:09.914] | Wonder where it all went south |
| [01:11.537] | Making my way home |
| [01:12.869] | I' ll be sleeping on my own |
| [01:14.812] | Maybe it won' t feel so cold |
| [01:27.842] | Maybe it won' t feel so cold |
| [01:37.620] | Making my way home |
| [01:38.891] | I' ll be sleeping on my own |
| [01:40.792] | Maybe it won' t feel so cold |
| [01:44.159] | If love is so simple |
| [01:47.655] | So easy to feel |
| [01:50.837] | Why is it so hard |
| [01:54.023] | To spot the fake from the real |
| [01:57.315] | I wore my heart on my sleeve |
| [02:00.636] | But my head in the sand |
| [02:03.699] | All the warning signs |
| [02:06.943] | And I just feel so mad |
| [02:09.992] | And I guess this is what happens |
| [02:13.512] | And I' ll be fine |
| [02:16.829] | Just need a few more glasses |
| [02:20.052] | And a bit of time |
| [02:21.376] | I don' t even like the look of this at all |
| [02:24.798] | But it burns the taste of you right out my mouth |
| [02:27.792] | Wondering where it all went south |
| [02:29.549] | Sitting on my own |
| [02:30.661] | At this bar on my way home |
| [02:32.640] | Trying not to feel so cold |
| [02:34.677] | With a little bit of alcohol |
| [02:37.365] | Oh it burns the taste of you right out my mouth |
| [02:40.745] | Wonder where it all went south |
| [02:42.432] | Making my way home |
| [02:43.640] | I' ll be sleeping on my own |
| [02:45.572] | Maybe it won' t feel so cold |
| [02:58.621] | Maybe it won' t feel so cold |
| [03:08.318] | Making my way home |
| [03:09.562] | I' ll be sleeping on my own |
| [03:11.478] | Maybe it won' t feel so cold |
| [03:13.160] | I don' t even like the look of this at all |
| [03:16.371] | But it burns the taste of you right out my mouth |
| [03:19.633] | Wondering where it all went south |
| [03:21.335] | Sitting on my own |
| [03:22.569] | At this bar on my way home |
| [03:24.484] | Trying not to feel so cold |