| Song | Long Goodnight |
| Artist | The Get Up Kids |
| Album | Something To Write Home About |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Dewees, Pope, Pope, Pryor ... | |
| Every attempt to… | |
| Is filled with holes. | |
| Reads like a polygraph I'm told. | |
| I'm not bitter anyway. | |
| Let it go. | |
| I never sleep still | |
| Lest I forget. | |
| Tied down by handicaps instead. | |
| I'm not bitter anyway, | |
| But I didn't want it to turn out this way. | |
| Sing a long goodnight, | |
| Forfeit any fight. | |
| Refuse to rest assured. | |
| It comes with no reply. | |
| Hold on too tight. | |
| I hang on every word. | |
| If it all ended tonight, | |
| You know that I wouldn't mind. | |
| Back to the good old times | |
| Before it won. | |
| If it all ended tonight, | |
| You know that I wouldn't mind. | |
| Back to the good old times | |
| Before it won. | |
| Sing a long goodnight, | |
| Forfeit any fight. | |
| Refuse to rest assured. | |
| It comes with no reply. | |
| Hold on too tight. | |
| I hang on every word. |
| zuo ci : Dewees, Pope, Pope, Pryor ... | |
| Every attempt to | |
| Is filled with holes. | |
| Reads like a polygraph I' m told. | |
| I' m not bitter anyway. | |
| Let it go. | |
| I never sleep still | |
| Lest I forget. | |
| Tied down by handicaps instead. | |
| I' m not bitter anyway, | |
| But I didn' t want it to turn out this way. | |
| Sing a long goodnight, | |
| Forfeit any fight. | |
| Refuse to rest assured. | |
| It comes with no reply. | |
| Hold on too tight. | |
| I hang on every word. | |
| If it all ended tonight, | |
| You know that I wouldn' t mind. | |
| Back to the good old times | |
| Before it won. | |
| If it all ended tonight, | |
| You know that I wouldn' t mind. | |
| Back to the good old times | |
| Before it won. | |
| Sing a long goodnight, | |
| Forfeit any fight. | |
| Refuse to rest assured. | |
| It comes with no reply. | |
| Hold on too tight. | |
| I hang on every word. |
| zuò cí : Dewees, Pope, Pope, Pryor ... | |
| Every attempt to | |
| Is filled with holes. | |
| Reads like a polygraph I' m told. | |
| I' m not bitter anyway. | |
| Let it go. | |
| I never sleep still | |
| Lest I forget. | |
| Tied down by handicaps instead. | |
| I' m not bitter anyway, | |
| But I didn' t want it to turn out this way. | |
| Sing a long goodnight, | |
| Forfeit any fight. | |
| Refuse to rest assured. | |
| It comes with no reply. | |
| Hold on too tight. | |
| I hang on every word. | |
| If it all ended tonight, | |
| You know that I wouldn' t mind. | |
| Back to the good old times | |
| Before it won. | |
| If it all ended tonight, | |
| You know that I wouldn' t mind. | |
| Back to the good old times | |
| Before it won. | |
| Sing a long goodnight, | |
| Forfeit any fight. | |
| Refuse to rest assured. | |
| It comes with no reply. | |
| Hold on too tight. | |
| I hang on every word. |