| Song | Nothing To Write Home About |
| Artist | Soul Asylum |
| Album | Grave Dancers Union/Let Your Dim Light Shine |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Pirner | |
| Dear mother, what can i say | |
| It's been so long since i went away | |
| And yes, i miss the comforts of home | |
| But i guess i'm better off on my own | |
| No one told me people could be so cruel | |
| Nobody told me about any of this in school | |
| Still nobody understands the things that i don't understand | |
| I've nothing to write home about | |
| Nothing i have figured out | |
| Still i have the same old doubts | |
| Nothing to write home about | |
| Dear john, that ain't my name | |
| I'm just hangin' 'round to take the blame | |
| I'm filled with guilt, i'm filled with shame | |
| Too much or not enough it's all the same | |
| And no one wants to talk about the loss | |
| No one wants to talk about the cost | |
| Every one just looks away, just like any other day | |
| I've nothing to write home about | |
| Nothing i have figured out | |
| Still i have the same old doubts | |
| Nothing to write home about | |
| Who can teach me how to change my ways | |
| Who will come and save the day | |
| Who will tell me what to say | |
| When there's nothing left to say | |
| Nobody told me about any of this in school | |
| No one told me i'd be taken for a fool | |
| And everyone just looks away, and tries to make it through the day | |
| I've nothing to write home about | |
| Nothing i have figured out | |
| Still i have the same old doubts | |
| Nothing to write home about |
| zuo ci : Pirner | |
| Dear mother, what can i say | |
| It' s been so long since i went away | |
| And yes, i miss the comforts of home | |
| But i guess i' m better off on my own | |
| No one told me people could be so cruel | |
| Nobody told me about any of this in school | |
| Still nobody understands the things that i don' t understand | |
| I' ve nothing to write home about | |
| Nothing i have figured out | |
| Still i have the same old doubts | |
| Nothing to write home about | |
| Dear john, that ain' t my name | |
| I' m just hangin' ' round to take the blame | |
| I' m filled with guilt, i' m filled with shame | |
| Too much or not enough it' s all the same | |
| And no one wants to talk about the loss | |
| No one wants to talk about the cost | |
| Every one just looks away, just like any other day | |
| I' ve nothing to write home about | |
| Nothing i have figured out | |
| Still i have the same old doubts | |
| Nothing to write home about | |
| Who can teach me how to change my ways | |
| Who will come and save the day | |
| Who will tell me what to say | |
| When there' s nothing left to say | |
| Nobody told me about any of this in school | |
| No one told me i' d be taken for a fool | |
| And everyone just looks away, and tries to make it through the day | |
| I' ve nothing to write home about | |
| Nothing i have figured out | |
| Still i have the same old doubts | |
| Nothing to write home about |
| zuò cí : Pirner | |
| Dear mother, what can i say | |
| It' s been so long since i went away | |
| And yes, i miss the comforts of home | |
| But i guess i' m better off on my own | |
| No one told me people could be so cruel | |
| Nobody told me about any of this in school | |
| Still nobody understands the things that i don' t understand | |
| I' ve nothing to write home about | |
| Nothing i have figured out | |
| Still i have the same old doubts | |
| Nothing to write home about | |
| Dear john, that ain' t my name | |
| I' m just hangin' ' round to take the blame | |
| I' m filled with guilt, i' m filled with shame | |
| Too much or not enough it' s all the same | |
| And no one wants to talk about the loss | |
| No one wants to talk about the cost | |
| Every one just looks away, just like any other day | |
| I' ve nothing to write home about | |
| Nothing i have figured out | |
| Still i have the same old doubts | |
| Nothing to write home about | |
| Who can teach me how to change my ways | |
| Who will come and save the day | |
| Who will tell me what to say | |
| When there' s nothing left to say | |
| Nobody told me about any of this in school | |
| No one told me i' d be taken for a fool | |
| And everyone just looks away, and tries to make it through the day | |
| I' ve nothing to write home about | |
| Nothing i have figured out | |
| Still i have the same old doubts | |
| Nothing to write home about |