| Song | No Way Out |
| Artist | Stone Temple Pilots |
| Album | No. 4 |
| 标题:No Way | |
| 艺术家:Pain Of Salvation | |
| There is no way that you can love her like I do. | |
| Oh no, there is no way - I see through you. | |
| 'Cause when I hold her in the night, | |
| All that is wrong will become right. | |
| And I know that she feels it, too, | |
| 'Cause no-one loves her like I do. | |
| But still I'm crying, feels like bleeding from two self-inflicted wounds. | |
| Feels like dying, feels like dying... But I'll live! | |
| But I'll live! | |
| There is now way that you could touch her like I do. | |
| Oh no, she thinks of me when she's with you. | |
| She wants it gently like a child, | |
| But play her right and she goes wild. | |
| But you can never ask her why. | |
| No, then she will close up and deny. | |
| But still I'm bleeding this old road salt from my self-inflicted eyes. | |
| Slowly scarring and corroding, to thaw this young heart of ice. | |
| And I'm kneeling, yes I'm kneeling... But I'll live! | |
| I can see how you would need her to spice up your grind. | |
| I can see why she moves you - knocks you out of orbit and mind. | |
| And I can see how you need her to save you from yourself. | |
| Unmeshing you from your grid, to dust you off on your shelf. | |
| But I can't see why she needs you. | |
| No. | |
| I can't see that at all. | |
| You'd have something that I don't? | |
| Would that be possible? |
| biāo tí: No Way | |
| yì shù jiā: Pain Of Salvation | |
| There is no way that you can love her like I do. | |
| Oh no, there is no way I see through you. | |
| ' Cause when I hold her in the night, | |
| All that is wrong will become right. | |
| And I know that she feels it, too, | |
| ' Cause noone loves her like I do. | |
| But still I' m crying, feels like bleeding from two selfinflicted wounds. | |
| Feels like dying, feels like dying... But I' ll live! | |
| But I' ll live! | |
| There is now way that you could touch her like I do. | |
| Oh no, she thinks of me when she' s with you. | |
| She wants it gently like a child, | |
| But play her right and she goes wild. | |
| But you can never ask her why. | |
| No, then she will close up and deny. | |
| But still I' m bleeding this old road salt from my selfinflicted eyes. | |
| Slowly scarring and corroding, to thaw this young heart of ice. | |
| And I' m kneeling, yes I' m kneeling... But I' ll live! | |
| I can see how you would need her to spice up your grind. | |
| I can see why she moves you knocks you out of orbit and mind. | |
| And I can see how you need her to save you from yourself. | |
| Unmeshing you from your grid, to dust you off on your shelf. | |
| But I can' t see why she needs you. | |
| No. | |
| I can' t see that at all. | |
| You' d have something that I don' t? | |
| Would that be possible? |