| Song | This Is Why We Don't Have Nice Things |
| Artist | Day at the Fair |
| Album | The Rocking Chair Years |
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| 作曲 : Barker, Day At The Fair | |
| I guess it's where we have to let it end, | |
| It seems our best intentions came up short on us again, | |
| Can you see the sunset from your highway? | |
| And can you leave those plans for us behind? | |
| Cause broken hearts they mend, | |
| To fall in love again, | |
| You won't see me breaking, | |
| When I leave your keys there, on the nightstand, | |
| And lock the door so I can't walk in, | |
| And make sense of this, | |
| There's no sense to this, | |
| When I break a window, | |
| Cut my hand, | |
| Shattered glass, I'll climb back in, | |
| Lose my head again, | |
| Wonder where it ever went, | |
| This is where we found ourselves again, | |
| The same old resolution loses meaning once again, | |
| And can you see the sunset in New Jersey? | |
| And can you leave that place we knew behind? | |
| Cause love it tries to bend, | |
| The breaking point within, | |
| You won't catch me waiting, | |
| When I leave your keys there, on the nightstand, | |
| And lock the door so I can't walk in, | |
| And make sense of this, | |
| There's no sense to this, | |
| When I break a window, | |
| Cut my hand, | |
| Shattered glass, I'll climb back in, | |
| Lose my head again, | |
| Wonder where it ever went, | |
| Wonder where you went, | |
| There's times I can't pretend, | |
| That I felt home again, | |
| So I'll keep waiting, | |
| When I leave your keys there, on the nightstand, | |
| And lock the door so I can't walk in, | |
| And make sense of this, | |
| There's no sense to this, | |
| When I break a window, | |
| Cut my hand, | |
| Shattered glass, I'll climb back in, Lose my head again, | |
| Wonder where it ever went, | |
| Wonder where we went, | |
| Wonder where we went, | |
| When I leave your keys there, on the nightstand (Wonder where we went) | |
| And lock the door so I can't walk in, | |
| And make sense of this (Wonder where we went) | |
| Cause there's no sense to this |
| zuo qu : Barker, Day At The Fair | |
| I guess it' s where we have to let it end, | |
| It seems our best intentions came up short on us again, | |
| Can you see the sunset from your highway? | |
| And can you leave those plans for us behind? | |
| Cause broken hearts they mend, | |
| To fall in love again, | |
| You won' t see me breaking, | |
| When I leave your keys there, on the nightstand, | |
| And lock the door so I can' t walk in, | |
| And make sense of this, | |
| There' s no sense to this, | |
| When I break a window, | |
| Cut my hand, | |
| Shattered glass, I' ll climb back in, | |
| Lose my head again, | |
| Wonder where it ever went, | |
| This is where we found ourselves again, | |
| The same old resolution loses meaning once again, | |
| And can you see the sunset in New Jersey? | |
| And can you leave that place we knew behind? | |
| Cause love it tries to bend, | |
| The breaking point within, | |
| You won' t catch me waiting, | |
| When I leave your keys there, on the nightstand, | |
| And lock the door so I can' t walk in, | |
| And make sense of this, | |
| There' s no sense to this, | |
| When I break a window, | |
| Cut my hand, | |
| Shattered glass, I' ll climb back in, | |
| Lose my head again, | |
| Wonder where it ever went, | |
| Wonder where you went, | |
| There' s times I can' t pretend, | |
| That I felt home again, | |
| So I' ll keep waiting, | |
| When I leave your keys there, on the nightstand, | |
| And lock the door so I can' t walk in, | |
| And make sense of this, | |
| There' s no sense to this, | |
| When I break a window, | |
| Cut my hand, | |
| Shattered glass, I' ll climb back in, Lose my head again, | |
| Wonder where it ever went, | |
| Wonder where we went, | |
| Wonder where we went, | |
| When I leave your keys there, on the nightstand Wonder where we went | |
| And lock the door so I can' t walk in, | |
| And make sense of this Wonder where we went | |
| Cause there' s no sense to this |
| zuò qǔ : Barker, Day At The Fair | |
| I guess it' s where we have to let it end, | |
| It seems our best intentions came up short on us again, | |
| Can you see the sunset from your highway? | |
| And can you leave those plans for us behind? | |
| Cause broken hearts they mend, | |
| To fall in love again, | |
| You won' t see me breaking, | |
| When I leave your keys there, on the nightstand, | |
| And lock the door so I can' t walk in, | |
| And make sense of this, | |
| There' s no sense to this, | |
| When I break a window, | |
| Cut my hand, | |
| Shattered glass, I' ll climb back in, | |
| Lose my head again, | |
| Wonder where it ever went, | |
| This is where we found ourselves again, | |
| The same old resolution loses meaning once again, | |
| And can you see the sunset in New Jersey? | |
| And can you leave that place we knew behind? | |
| Cause love it tries to bend, | |
| The breaking point within, | |
| You won' t catch me waiting, | |
| When I leave your keys there, on the nightstand, | |
| And lock the door so I can' t walk in, | |
| And make sense of this, | |
| There' s no sense to this, | |
| When I break a window, | |
| Cut my hand, | |
| Shattered glass, I' ll climb back in, | |
| Lose my head again, | |
| Wonder where it ever went, | |
| Wonder where you went, | |
| There' s times I can' t pretend, | |
| That I felt home again, | |
| So I' ll keep waiting, | |
| When I leave your keys there, on the nightstand, | |
| And lock the door so I can' t walk in, | |
| And make sense of this, | |
| There' s no sense to this, | |
| When I break a window, | |
| Cut my hand, | |
| Shattered glass, I' ll climb back in, Lose my head again, | |
| Wonder where it ever went, | |
| Wonder where we went, | |
| Wonder where we went, | |
| When I leave your keys there, on the nightstand Wonder where we went | |
| And lock the door so I can' t walk in, | |
| And make sense of this Wonder where we went | |
| Cause there' s no sense to this |