| 作曲 : Cursive | |
| Dinner's getting cold -- | |
| You haven't touched a thing | |
| So what's it gonna be? | |
| I can hold out much longer than you | |
| When it's steady I'm just acting out my roles | |
| When you're ready I'll be walking out that door | |
| And don't call me Pretty Baby anymore, | |
| Oh, foolish worker bee -- | |
| I'm your fucking queen. | |
| I threw out the phone to try to get through to you | |
| The lines are down, drowned by the hum of the radiator | |
| This house is the hole that you could never fill | |
| With rose-blossomed bouquets, vanities and loveseats | |
| Sad little boy, I know you get confused | |
| But everyone goes through these trials of self-truth and self-abuse | |
| When you're selfless you're so hard not to adore | |
| When you're selfish, I just love you even more | |
| I want to help you, but you've got to say the words: | |
| "I want to be cured." | |
| Drowned... | |
| Deep in this hole we've dug for ourselves | |
| Throw me in -- headfirst, submerged in this great depression | |
| Impoverished, and Impotent.... | |
| ...And Don't Call Me Pretty Baby | |
| I threw out the phone to try to get through to you | |
| The lines are down, drowned by the hum of the radiator | |
| This house is the hole that you could never fill | |
| With shattered dinner plates | |
| That's how we'll communicate | |
| Hey, Pretty Baby, are you ready for bed? |
| zuo qu : Cursive | |
| Dinner' s getting cold | |
| You haven' t touched a thing | |
| So what' s it gonna be? | |
| I can hold out much longer than you | |
| When it' s steady I' m just acting out my roles | |
| When you' re ready I' ll be walking out that door | |
| And don' t call me Pretty Baby anymore, | |
| Oh, foolish worker bee | |
| I' m your fucking queen. | |
| I threw out the phone to try to get through to you | |
| The lines are down, drowned by the hum of the radiator | |
| This house is the hole that you could never fill | |
| With roseblossomed bouquets, vanities and loveseats | |
| Sad little boy, I know you get confused | |
| But everyone goes through these trials of selftruth and selfabuse | |
| When you' re selfless you' re so hard not to adore | |
| When you' re selfish, I just love you even more | |
| I want to help you, but you' ve got to say the words: | |
| " I want to be cured." | |
| Drowned... | |
| Deep in this hole we' ve dug for ourselves | |
| Throw me in headfirst, submerged in this great depression | |
| Impoverished, and Impotent.... | |
| ... And Don' t Call Me Pretty Baby | |
| I threw out the phone to try to get through to you | |
| The lines are down, drowned by the hum of the radiator | |
| This house is the hole that you could never fill | |
| With shattered dinner plates | |
| That' s how we' ll communicate | |
| Hey, Pretty Baby, are you ready for bed? |
| zuò qǔ : Cursive | |
| Dinner' s getting cold | |
| You haven' t touched a thing | |
| So what' s it gonna be? | |
| I can hold out much longer than you | |
| When it' s steady I' m just acting out my roles | |
| When you' re ready I' ll be walking out that door | |
| And don' t call me Pretty Baby anymore, | |
| Oh, foolish worker bee | |
| I' m your fucking queen. | |
| I threw out the phone to try to get through to you | |
| The lines are down, drowned by the hum of the radiator | |
| This house is the hole that you could never fill | |
| With roseblossomed bouquets, vanities and loveseats | |
| Sad little boy, I know you get confused | |
| But everyone goes through these trials of selftruth and selfabuse | |
| When you' re selfless you' re so hard not to adore | |
| When you' re selfish, I just love you even more | |
| I want to help you, but you' ve got to say the words: | |
| " I want to be cured." | |
| Drowned... | |
| Deep in this hole we' ve dug for ourselves | |
| Throw me in headfirst, submerged in this great depression | |
| Impoverished, and Impotent.... | |
| ... And Don' t Call Me Pretty Baby | |
| I threw out the phone to try to get through to you | |
| The lines are down, drowned by the hum of the radiator | |
| This house is the hole that you could never fill | |
| With shattered dinner plates | |
| That' s how we' ll communicate | |
| Hey, Pretty Baby, are you ready for bed? |
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