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  • 作词 : Bergdorf, Lewis, Osmundson ...
    I didn't see the signs posted on the road
    Dead end gives way to the cliff that soars
    And I lose control, your face still looks bored
    One, two, **** you,
    I won't change for you
    Wrong way, this time it's going down
    You say, I'm immature to hang around
    Okay, face-plant to the ground
    I won't change for you,
    I won't change for you
    Tonight, I wash my hands off you
    You set the bar
    I could not live up to
    Well, tonight, the light in breaking through
    So thank you very little and send me postcards from hell
    This relationship is over as we scrape the ledge
    And you call me a loser falling over the edge
    Like you're cutting all your losses like a bet you can hedge
    One two, **** you,
    I won't change for you
    A black eye, and my heart is ripped out of my chest
    Crucified, for not passing any of your stupid tests
    Goodbye, right now
    I could care less
    I won't change for you,
    I won't change for you
    Tonight, I wash my hands off you
    You set the bar
    I could not live up to
    Well, tonight the light in breaking through
    So thank you very little and send me postcards from hell
    We've come a long way, don't look down
    Your heart is rotten, your heart is rotten
    Too bad it was the wrong way, won't be long now
    Till we hit the rock, bottom
    Tonight, I wash my hands off you
    You set the bar
    I could not live up to
    Well, tonight the light in breaking through
    So thank you very little and send me postcards from hell
    Tonight, I wash my hands off you
    You set the bar
    I could not live up to
    Well, tonight the light in breaking through
    So thank you very little and send me postcards from hell
    From hellSend me postcards from hell
  • 作词 : Bergdorf, Lewis, Osmundson ...
    I didn't see the signs posted on the road
    Dead end gives way to the cliff that soars
    And I lose control, your face still looks bored
    One, two, **** you,
    I won't change for you
    Wrong way, this time it's going down
    You say, I'm immature to hang around
    Okay, face-plant to the ground
    I won't change for you,
    I won't change for you
    Tonight, I wash my hands off you
    You set the bar
    I could not live up to
    Well, tonight, the light in breaking through
    So thank you very little and send me postcards from hell
    This relationship is over as we scrape the ledge
    And you call me a loser falling over the edge
    Like you're cutting all your losses like a bet you can hedge
    One two, **** you,
    I won't change for you
    A black eye, and my heart is ripped out of my chest
    Crucified, for not passing any of your stupid tests
    Goodbye, right now
    I could care less
    I won't change for you,
    I won't change for you
    Tonight, I wash my hands off you
    You set the bar
    I could not live up to
    Well, tonight the light in breaking through
    So thank you very little and send me postcards from hell
    We've come a long way, don't look down
    Your heart is rotten, your heart is rotten
    Too bad it was the wrong way, won't be long now
    Till we hit the rock, bottom
    Tonight, I wash my hands off you
    You set the bar
    I could not live up to
    Well, tonight the light in breaking through
    So thank you very little and send me postcards from hell
    Tonight, I wash my hands off you
    You set the bar
    I could not live up to
    Well, tonight the light in breaking through
    So thank you very little and send me postcards from hell
    From hellSend me postcards from hell