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  • 作曲 : Davis,Martin,Warren

    Scraping by in the dirt, planting food to make it work,
    waiting for the sun to set and sail
    Cause I can feel a second wind,
    coming as the night begins,
    lets live it up and make our own trails
    We'll make it through somehow
    Whoa, I'm falling apart,
    I'm falling apart over every part of you
    Should have known from the start,
    should have known from the start
    That a beating heart is a bleeding heart
    I've been wearing sleeves on my heart,
    cause the opposite made me start,
    thinking I was giving too much
    Now I'm always keeping score,
    guarding my back because of the time before,
    one foot in and one foot out the door
    So roll up my sleeves my darling,
    kiss me in the front lawn by the garden
    My hands on you my hearts on pardon now. now
    Whoa, I'm falling apart,
    I'm falling apart over every part of you
    Should have known from the start,
    should have known from the start
    That a beating heart is a bleeding heart
    We make our way across the field,
    poor as sin but no one can steal what we got, what we got
    We got each other's backs and hearts,
    it ain't much but it's a start,
    what we got, what we got
    Whoa, I'm falling apart,
    I'm falling apart over every part of you
    Should have known from the start,
    should have known from the start
    That a beating heart
    Whoa, I'm falling apart,
    I'm falling apart over every part of you
    Should have known from the start,
    should have known from the start
    That a beating heart is a bleeding heart
    A beating heart is a bleeding heart,
    a beating heart is a bleeding heart,
    a beating heart is a bleeding heart,
    A beating heart is a bleeding heart
  • [00:00.000] 作曲 : Davis,Martin,Warren
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    [00:20.663]Scraping by in the dirt, planting food to make it work,
    [00:24.912]waiting for the sun to set and sail
    [00:29.112]Cause I can feel a second wind,
    [00:31.329]coming as the night begins,
    [00:33.379] lets live it up and make our own trails
    [00:38.796]We'll make it through somehow
    [00:46.328]Whoa, I'm falling apart,
    [00:49.546]I'm falling apart over every part of you
    [00:55.712]Should have known from the start,
    [00:57.945]should have known from the start
    [01:00.262]That a beating heart is a bleeding heart
    [01:12.045]I've been wearing sleeves on my heart,
    [01:13.995]cause the opposite made me start,
    [01:16.528]thinking I was giving too much
    [01:20.843]Now I'm always keeping score,
    [01:22.656] guarding my back because of the time before,
    [01:24.890]one foot in and one foot out the door
    [01:28.906]So roll up my sleeves my darling,
    [01:31.340]kiss me in the front lawn by the garden
    [01:33.790]My hands on you my hearts on pardon now. now
    [01:37.822]Whoa, I'm falling apart,
    [01:40.739] I'm falling apart over every part of you
    [01:47.107]Should have known from the start,
    [01:49.290]should have known from the start
    [01:51.468]That a beating heart is a bleeding heart
    [01:55.400]We make our way across the field,
    [01:57.203] poor as sin but no one can steal what we got, what we got
    [02:03.067]We got each other's backs and hearts,
    [02:05.402] it ain't much but it's a start,
    [02:07.484]what we got, what we got
    [02:29.377]Whoa, I'm falling apart,
    [02:32.110]I'm falling apart over every part of you
    [02:38.544]Should have known from the start,
    [02:40.694] should have known from the start
    [02:43.044]That a beating heart
    [02:46.345]Whoa, I'm falling apart,
    [02:49.227] I'm falling apart over every part of you
    [02:55.377]Should have known from the start,
    [02:57.745]should have known from the start
    [03:02.224]That a beating heart is a bleeding heart
    [03:08.942]A beating heart is a bleeding heart,
    [03:12.209]a beating heart is a bleeding heart,
    [03:16.192]a beating heart is a bleeding heart,
    [03:20.574]A beating heart is a bleeding heart