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  • 作词 : Kevin Cronin
    作曲 : Kevin Cronin
    Can't really say it's been a good year
    I know I'll see better days
    Some things that shouldn't have been going on around here
    Have been going on anyways
    I was face down in a pool of my own self-pity
    Gotta pick myself up and get out of this city
    Gotta leave before I hurt someone
    There's a place somewhere I'm gonna find
    Where I can feel safe and leave it all behind
    Gonna get away and have myself a little fun
    'Cause you can knock me down, run me over
    Back up and run me down again
    You ain't the first - I've been treated worse
    Guess I oughta be more careful choosing my friends
    Well, you can leave me cold - I'll recover
    Say nasty things about my mother
    Well, you can beat me, mistreat me
    But guess who'll be smilin' in the end?
    Playin' in bands since I was a kid
    Always part of the brotherhood
    But a lonely, only child
    Only barely understood
    I was told I'd never make it so many times before
    The best and the brightest had shown me the door
    But the more they tried to hold me back, the stronger I got
    They said my songs were too simple, my voice was too weak
    Said I was too young, too dumb, too much of a freak
    They thought they could write me off
    But there's somethin' they forgot
    'Cause you can knock me down, run me over
    Back up and run me down again
    You ain't the first - I've been treated worse
    Guess I oughta be more careful choosing my friends
    Well, you can leave me cold - I'll recover
    Say nasty things about my mother
    Well, you can beat me, mistreat me
    But guess who'll be smilin' in the end?
    I won't say I ain't had my share of good luck
    Good luck is fine, it just ain't enough
    'Cause you can knock me down, run me over
    Back up and run me down again
    You ain't the first - I've been treated worse
    Guess I oughta be more careful choosing my friends
    Well, you can leave me cold - I'll recover
    Say nasty things about my mother
    Well, you can beat me, mistreat me
    But guess who'll be smilin' in the end?
  • 作词 : Kevin Cronin
    作曲 : Kevin Cronin
    Can't really say it's been a good year
    I know I'll see better days
    Some things that shouldn't have been going on around here
    Have been going on anyways
    I was face down in a pool of my own self-pity
    Gotta pick myself up and get out of this city
    Gotta leave before I hurt someone
    There's a place somewhere I'm gonna find
    Where I can feel safe and leave it all behind
    Gonna get away and have myself a little fun
    'Cause you can knock me down, run me over
    Back up and run me down again
    You ain't the first - I've been treated worse
    Guess I oughta be more careful choosing my friends
    Well, you can leave me cold - I'll recover
    Say nasty things about my mother
    Well, you can beat me, mistreat me
    But guess who'll be smilin' in the end?
    Playin' in bands since I was a kid
    Always part of the brotherhood
    But a lonely, only child
    Only barely understood
    I was told I'd never make it so many times before
    The best and the brightest had shown me the door
    But the more they tried to hold me back, the stronger I got
    They said my songs were too simple, my voice was too weak
    Said I was too young, too dumb, too much of a freak
    They thought they could write me off
    But there's somethin' they forgot
    'Cause you can knock me down, run me over
    Back up and run me down again
    You ain't the first - I've been treated worse
    Guess I oughta be more careful choosing my friends
    Well, you can leave me cold - I'll recover
    Say nasty things about my mother
    Well, you can beat me, mistreat me
    But guess who'll be smilin' in the end?
    I won't say I ain't had my share of good luck
    Good luck is fine, it just ain't enough
    'Cause you can knock me down, run me over
    Back up and run me down again
    You ain't the first - I've been treated worse
    Guess I oughta be more careful choosing my friends
    Well, you can leave me cold - I'll recover
    Say nasty things about my mother
    Well, you can beat me, mistreat me
    But guess who'll be smilin' in the end?