| Song | Appropriate Ending |
| Artist | The Electric Soft Parade |
| Album | No Need To Be Downhearted |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : White, White | |
| Something hit a nerve in me, shook me like a busy theory | |
| Believed in you for all these years, never saw a time that we'd be | |
| backing out of foreign towns – we're definitely up the wrong tree | |
| And picking off the innocent – all the while you couldn't see | |
| We gave you the world; you're unhappy | |
| Still you don't listen to me | |
| Must be I said the words a little too fast | |
| Or the fact that our opposites are polar | |
| Sparks are flying day and night | |
| if only ‘cause we're out of favour | |
| A time will come around again, friend – | |
| and then we'll be right back where | |
| it started with another me | |
| shaking like busy theory | |
| Believing you for all these years | |
| and never with a need to worry… | |
| We gave you the world; you're unhappy | |
| Still you don't listen to me | |
| Must be I said the words a little too fast | |
| Or the fact that our opposites are polar | |
| You threw away the world – now you're happy | |
| And you're always talking to me | |
| Must be said that my world's a little smaller | |
| but for now, there is colour in my corner of it… |
| zuo qu : White, White | |
| Something hit a nerve in me, shook me like a busy theory | |
| Believed in you for all these years, never saw a time that we' d be | |
| backing out of foreign towns we' re definitely up the wrong tree | |
| And picking off the innocent all the while you couldn' t see | |
| We gave you the world you' re unhappy | |
| Still you don' t listen to me | |
| Must be I said the words a little too fast | |
| Or the fact that our opposites are polar | |
| Sparks are flying day and night | |
| if only ' cause we' re out of favour | |
| A time will come around again, friend | |
| and then we' ll be right back where | |
| it started with another me | |
| shaking like busy theory | |
| Believing you for all these years | |
| and never with a need to worry | |
| We gave you the world you' re unhappy | |
| Still you don' t listen to me | |
| Must be I said the words a little too fast | |
| Or the fact that our opposites are polar | |
| You threw away the world now you' re happy | |
| And you' re always talking to me | |
| Must be said that my world' s a little smaller | |
| but for now, there is colour in my corner of it |
| zuò qǔ : White, White | |
| Something hit a nerve in me, shook me like a busy theory | |
| Believed in you for all these years, never saw a time that we' d be | |
| backing out of foreign towns we' re definitely up the wrong tree | |
| And picking off the innocent all the while you couldn' t see | |
| We gave you the world you' re unhappy | |
| Still you don' t listen to me | |
| Must be I said the words a little too fast | |
| Or the fact that our opposites are polar | |
| Sparks are flying day and night | |
| if only ' cause we' re out of favour | |
| A time will come around again, friend | |
| and then we' ll be right back where | |
| it started with another me | |
| shaking like busy theory | |
| Believing you for all these years | |
| and never with a need to worry | |
| We gave you the world you' re unhappy | |
| Still you don' t listen to me | |
| Must be I said the words a little too fast | |
| Or the fact that our opposites are polar | |
| You threw away the world now you' re happy | |
| And you' re always talking to me | |
| Must be said that my world' s a little smaller | |
| but for now, there is colour in my corner of it |