| Song | Foolish Games (Radio Edit) |
| Artist | Elliot Goldenthal |
| Album | Foolish Games |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : KILCHER, JEWEL | |
| You took your coat off, stood in the rain | |
| You're always crazy like that | |
| And I watched from my window | |
| Always felt I was outside looking in on you | |
| You're always the mysterious one with | |
| Dark eyes and careless hair | |
| You were fashionably sensitive | |
| But too cool to care | |
| You stood in my doorway, with nothing to say | |
| Besides some comment on the weather | |
| Well in case you failed to notice | |
| In case you failed to see | |
| This is my heart bleeding before you | |
| This is me down on my knees, and | |
| These foolish games are tearing me apart | |
| And your thoughtless words are breaking my heart | |
| You're breaking my heart | |
| You're always brilliant in the morning | |
| Smoking your cigarettes and talking over coffee | |
| Your philosophies on art, Baroque moved you | |
| You loved Mozart and you'd speak of your loved ones | |
| As I clumsily strummed my guitar | |
| You'd teach me of honest things | |
| Things that were daring, things that were clean | |
| Things that knew what an honest dollar did mean | |
| I hid my soiled hands behind my back | |
| Somewhere along the line, I must have gone off track with you | |
| Excuse me, guess I've mistaken you for somebody else | |
| Somebody who gave a damn | |
| Somebody more like myself | |
| These foolish games are tearing me | |
| You're tearing me, you're tearing me apart | |
| And your thoughtless words are breaking my heart | |
| You're breaking my heart | |
| And you took your coat off, stood in the rain | |
| You're always crazy like that |
| zuo ci : KILCHER, JEWEL | |
| You took your coat off, stood in the rain | |
| You' re always crazy like that | |
| And I watched from my window | |
| Always felt I was outside looking in on you | |
| You' re always the mysterious one with | |
| Dark eyes and careless hair | |
| You were fashionably sensitive | |
| But too cool to care | |
| You stood in my doorway, with nothing to say | |
| Besides some comment on the weather | |
| Well in case you failed to notice | |
| In case you failed to see | |
| This is my heart bleeding before you | |
| This is me down on my knees, and | |
| These foolish games are tearing me apart | |
| And your thoughtless words are breaking my heart | |
| You' re breaking my heart | |
| You' re always brilliant in the morning | |
| Smoking your cigarettes and talking over coffee | |
| Your philosophies on art, Baroque moved you | |
| You loved Mozart and you' d speak of your loved ones | |
| As I clumsily strummed my guitar | |
| You' d teach me of honest things | |
| Things that were daring, things that were clean | |
| Things that knew what an honest dollar did mean | |
| I hid my soiled hands behind my back | |
| Somewhere along the line, I must have gone off track with you | |
| Excuse me, guess I' ve mistaken you for somebody else | |
| Somebody who gave a damn | |
| Somebody more like myself | |
| These foolish games are tearing me | |
| You' re tearing me, you' re tearing me apart | |
| And your thoughtless words are breaking my heart | |
| You' re breaking my heart | |
| And you took your coat off, stood in the rain | |
| You' re always crazy like that |
| zuò cí : KILCHER, JEWEL | |
| You took your coat off, stood in the rain | |
| You' re always crazy like that | |
| And I watched from my window | |
| Always felt I was outside looking in on you | |
| You' re always the mysterious one with | |
| Dark eyes and careless hair | |
| You were fashionably sensitive | |
| But too cool to care | |
| You stood in my doorway, with nothing to say | |
| Besides some comment on the weather | |
| Well in case you failed to notice | |
| In case you failed to see | |
| This is my heart bleeding before you | |
| This is me down on my knees, and | |
| These foolish games are tearing me apart | |
| And your thoughtless words are breaking my heart | |
| You' re breaking my heart | |
| You' re always brilliant in the morning | |
| Smoking your cigarettes and talking over coffee | |
| Your philosophies on art, Baroque moved you | |
| You loved Mozart and you' d speak of your loved ones | |
| As I clumsily strummed my guitar | |
| You' d teach me of honest things | |
| Things that were daring, things that were clean | |
| Things that knew what an honest dollar did mean | |
| I hid my soiled hands behind my back | |
| Somewhere along the line, I must have gone off track with you | |
| Excuse me, guess I' ve mistaken you for somebody else | |
| Somebody who gave a damn | |
| Somebody more like myself | |
| These foolish games are tearing me | |
| You' re tearing me, you' re tearing me apart | |
| And your thoughtless words are breaking my heart | |
| You' re breaking my heart | |
| And you took your coat off, stood in the rain | |
| You' re always crazy like that |