[00:00.000] 作词 : Charlie Wayne/Georgia Ellery/Isaac Wood/Lewis Evans/Luke Mark/May Kershaw/Tyler Hyde
[00:01.000] 作曲 : Sergio Maschetzko
[00:12.06]Okay, well I just woke up
[00:18.25]And you already don't care
[00:23.16]That I tried my best to hold you
[00:28.27]Through the headset that you wear
[00:32.09]And as tight as I might hold it
[00:38.46]Over where the signal's good
[00:42.02]There's no way to save your evening now
[00:48.59]Through the little phone that could
[00:52.47]And yes I was tempted
[00:57.56]And it christened me lonely, I pretended to falter
[01:05.32]And I burnt scented candles there
[01:10.43]And I hung some good pictures where
[01:15.74]Thе paintwork was perfect so no-one could doubt it
[01:20.79]Oh, I was still losing
[01:42.02]So show mе the land you acquired
[01:55.12]And slip into something beside
[02:06.31]The holes you try to hide
[02:18.54]And lay out your rules for the night
[02:30.57]Oh, don't eat your toast in my bed
[02:46.13]Oh darling I
[02:54.07]I never felt the crumbs until you said
[03:01.69]"This place is not for any man
[03:08.67]Nor particles of bread"
[03:35.68]Furnished your suffering
[03:40.55]You played a good organ, the world gathered singing
[03:47.77]Good words that you'd stolen
[03:52.86]And every phone died then
[03:57.71]And no-one had WiFi inside your apartment
[04:02.61]So we knelt at your altar
[04:14.71]Okay, well I just woke up
[04:20.43]And you already don't care
[04:25.33]That I tried my best to hold you
[04:30.17]Through the headset that you wear
[04:34.49]And as tight as I might hold
[04:40.13]Over where the signal's good
[04:43.99]There's no way to save your evening now
[04:49.82]And I'm ready for us to be understood
[04:57.30]So show me the land you acquired
[05:06.76]And slip into something beside
[05:14.30]The holes you try to hide
[05:21.33]And lay out your rules for the night
[05:30.13]Oh, don't eat your toast in my bed
[05:39.88]Oh darling I
[05:44.75]I never felt the crumbs until you said
[05:49.69]"This place is not for any man
[05:54.68]Nor particles of bread"