| Song | Chapter XI |
| Artist | Ron Carter |
| Album | Peg Leg |
| 作词 : Carter | |
| Plus44(+44)--Chapter XIII | |
| And my heart hangs from this noose | |
| Like your footsteps in crowded rooms | |
| Filled with sweet scents of autumn blooms | |
| Is this what you imagined? | |
| Catch a glimpse from her empty stare | |
| Hidden eyes behind her auburn hair | |
| Catch my breath for the smoke to clear | |
| And it\'s just as it should be | |
| My best laid plans | |
| Will build and break your heart | |
| Her guilty hands | |
| Tear my whole world apart | |
| My mind keeps racing | |
| She\'s softly dreaming | |
| I\'m scraped and sober | |
| But there\'s no one listening | |
| And we\'ll wake up in vacant rooms | |
| Pull you close to my aching skin | |
| Broken glass on the porcelain | |
| Is this what you imagined? | |
| We\'ll forget what we used to say | |
| And our lives won\'t mean anything | |
| Pull me close as I drift away | |
| And it\'s just as it should be | |
| My best laid plans | |
| Will build and break your heart | |
| Her guilty hands | |
| Tear my whole world apart | |
| My mind keeps racing | |
| She\'s softly dreaming | |
| I\'m scraped and sober | |
| But there\'s no one listening | |
| And we\'ll both take our revenge | |
| But we still don\'t feel any better | |
| And we\'ll both take our revenge | |
| But we still don\'t feel any better | |
| And we\'ll both take our revenge | |
| But we still don\'t feel any better | |
| And we\'ll both take our revenge | |
| But we still don\'t feel any better | |
| And we\'ll both take our revenge | |
| But we still don\'t feel any better | |
| And we\'ll both take our revenge | |
| But we still don\'t feel any better | |
| I\'m scraped and sober, but there\'s no one listening | |
| I\'m scraped and sober, but there\'s no one listening | |
| I\'m scraped and sober, but there\'s no one listening (feel any better) | |
| I\'m scraped and sober, but there\'s no one listening to me at all |
| zuò cí : Carter | |
| Plus44 44 Chapter XIII | |
| And my heart hangs from this noose | |
| Like your footsteps in crowded rooms | |
| Filled with sweet scents of autumn blooms | |
| Is this what you imagined? | |
| Catch a glimpse from her empty stare | |
| Hidden eyes behind her auburn hair | |
| Catch my breath for the smoke to clear | |
| And it' s just as it should be | |
| My best laid plans | |
| Will build and break your heart | |
| Her guilty hands | |
| Tear my whole world apart | |
| My mind keeps racing | |
| She' s softly dreaming | |
| I' m scraped and sober | |
| But there' s no one listening | |
| And we' ll wake up in vacant rooms | |
| Pull you close to my aching skin | |
| Broken glass on the porcelain | |
| Is this what you imagined? | |
| We' ll forget what we used to say | |
| And our lives won' t mean anything | |
| Pull me close as I drift away | |
| And it' s just as it should be | |
| My best laid plans | |
| Will build and break your heart | |
| Her guilty hands | |
| Tear my whole world apart | |
| My mind keeps racing | |
| She' s softly dreaming | |
| I' m scraped and sober | |
| But there' s no one listening | |
| And we' ll both take our revenge | |
| But we still don' t feel any better | |
| And we' ll both take our revenge | |
| But we still don' t feel any better | |
| And we' ll both take our revenge | |
| But we still don' t feel any better | |
| And we' ll both take our revenge | |
| But we still don' t feel any better | |
| And we' ll both take our revenge | |
| But we still don' t feel any better | |
| And we' ll both take our revenge | |
| But we still don' t feel any better | |
| I' m scraped and sober, but there' s no one listening | |
| I' m scraped and sober, but there' s no one listening | |
| I' m scraped and sober, but there' s no one listening feel any better | |
| I' m scraped and sober, but there' s no one listening to me at all |