| Song | The Old Number |
| Artist | Bleach Blonde |
| Album | Starving Artist |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Bleach Blonde | |
| And if you wanted to remember just ask | |
| Don't tell | |
| Even if it hurts like hell | |
| Even if you can't reach out | |
| And touch the bottom | |
| And this will all blow over | |
| Just like a current that pulls you under | |
| Another close encounter | |
| Another secret with extra baggage | |
| I can't stop tasting | |
| That poison from your mouth | |
| And I know all about | |
| How your lies spread all over town | |
| And early in December the first snowflake fell | |
| And every single kiss you felt | |
| Not getting out of bed for hours | |
| All the little lies you feed | |
| To keep me on my feet | |
| I can't stop tasting that pure poison | |
| And I know all about pure poison |
| zuo qu : Bleach Blonde | |
| And if you wanted to remember just ask | |
| Don' t tell | |
| Even if it hurts like hell | |
| Even if you can' t reach out | |
| And touch the bottom | |
| And this will all blow over | |
| Just like a current that pulls you under | |
| Another close encounter | |
| Another secret with extra baggage | |
| I can' t stop tasting | |
| That poison from your mouth | |
| And I know all about | |
| How your lies spread all over town | |
| And early in December the first snowflake fell | |
| And every single kiss you felt | |
| Not getting out of bed for hours | |
| All the little lies you feed | |
| To keep me on my feet | |
| I can' t stop tasting that pure poison | |
| And I know all about pure poison |
| zuò qǔ : Bleach Blonde | |
| And if you wanted to remember just ask | |
| Don' t tell | |
| Even if it hurts like hell | |
| Even if you can' t reach out | |
| And touch the bottom | |
| And this will all blow over | |
| Just like a current that pulls you under | |
| Another close encounter | |
| Another secret with extra baggage | |
| I can' t stop tasting | |
| That poison from your mouth | |
| And I know all about | |
| How your lies spread all over town | |
| And early in December the first snowflake fell | |
| And every single kiss you felt | |
| Not getting out of bed for hours | |
| All the little lies you feed | |
| To keep me on my feet | |
| I can' t stop tasting that pure poison | |
| And I know all about pure poison |