| Song | Nobody Love, Nobody Gets Hurt |
| Artist | Suzy Bogguss |
| Album | Nobody Love, Nobody Gets Hurt |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Cryner | |
| (bobbie cryner) | |
| She was all alone at half-past four | |
| At an all-night small-town convenience store | |
| When he walked in and locked the door behind him. | |
| She ducked down behind the counter | |
| He said "get up, i know you're down there | |
| I got a gun. just hold on, i'll find it." | |
| He fumbled through the pockets of his faded denim jacket | |
| Handed her a note and said, "you'd better do exactly what it says..." | |
| And she read: | |
| "nobody love, and nobody gets hurt." | |
| She looked at him with a nervous grin | |
| She pointed to that word | |
| He said "what the hell? i can't spell | |
| But you know what i meant." | |
| She said "yeah, | |
| But that ain't what you said." | |
| She said "i don't think you wanna do this | |
| Sounds to me like there's more to it." | |
| He said "spare your views on my abusive childhood. | |
| Cause the last time i saw my old man | |
| Was in a photograph in our garbage can | |
| He never gave a damn, so tell me why i should. | |
| And you don't know the half of all the demons that i've battled | |
| You ain't gonna save me with your mindless psychobabble | |
| I'm damaged goods." | |
| "nobody love, and nobody gets hurt." | |
| And as he walked away in the pouring rain | |
| She still could hear that word | |
| He said "what the hell? i can't spell | |
| But you know what i meant." | |
| She said "yeah, | |
| But that ain't what you said." | |
| She said "yeah, | |
| But that ain't what you said." |
| zuo ci : Cryner | |
| bobbie cryner | |
| She was all alone at halfpast four | |
| At an allnight smalltown convenience store | |
| When he walked in and locked the door behind him. | |
| She ducked down behind the counter | |
| He said " get up, i know you' re down there | |
| I got a gun. just hold on, i' ll find it." | |
| He fumbled through the pockets of his faded denim jacket | |
| Handed her a note and said, " you' d better do exactly what it says..." | |
| And she read: | |
| " nobody love, and nobody gets hurt." | |
| She looked at him with a nervous grin | |
| She pointed to that word | |
| He said " what the hell? i can' t spell | |
| But you know what i meant." | |
| She said " yeah, | |
| But that ain' t what you said." | |
| She said " i don' t think you wanna do this | |
| Sounds to me like there' s more to it." | |
| He said " spare your views on my abusive childhood. | |
| Cause the last time i saw my old man | |
| Was in a photograph in our garbage can | |
| He never gave a damn, so tell me why i should. | |
| And you don' t know the half of all the demons that i' ve battled | |
| You ain' t gonna save me with your mindless psychobabble | |
| I' m damaged goods." | |
| " nobody love, and nobody gets hurt." | |
| And as he walked away in the pouring rain | |
| She still could hear that word | |
| He said " what the hell? i can' t spell | |
| But you know what i meant." | |
| She said " yeah, | |
| But that ain' t what you said." | |
| She said " yeah, | |
| But that ain' t what you said." |
| zuò cí : Cryner | |
| bobbie cryner | |
| She was all alone at halfpast four | |
| At an allnight smalltown convenience store | |
| When he walked in and locked the door behind him. | |
| She ducked down behind the counter | |
| He said " get up, i know you' re down there | |
| I got a gun. just hold on, i' ll find it." | |
| He fumbled through the pockets of his faded denim jacket | |
| Handed her a note and said, " you' d better do exactly what it says..." | |
| And she read: | |
| " nobody love, and nobody gets hurt." | |
| She looked at him with a nervous grin | |
| She pointed to that word | |
| He said " what the hell? i can' t spell | |
| But you know what i meant." | |
| She said " yeah, | |
| But that ain' t what you said." | |
| She said " i don' t think you wanna do this | |
| Sounds to me like there' s more to it." | |
| He said " spare your views on my abusive childhood. | |
| Cause the last time i saw my old man | |
| Was in a photograph in our garbage can | |
| He never gave a damn, so tell me why i should. | |
| And you don' t know the half of all the demons that i' ve battled | |
| You ain' t gonna save me with your mindless psychobabble | |
| I' m damaged goods." | |
| " nobody love, and nobody gets hurt." | |
| And as he walked away in the pouring rain | |
| She still could hear that word | |
| He said " what the hell? i can' t spell | |
| But you know what i meant." | |
| She said " yeah, | |
| But that ain' t what you said." | |
| She said " yeah, | |
| But that ain' t what you said." |