[00:00.00] 作词 : Page, Steven / Robertson, Ed
[00:01.00] 作曲 : Page, Steven / Robertson, Ed
[00:12.50]Broke into the old apartment
[00:17.50]This is where we used to live
[00:24.50]Broken glass, broke and hungry
[00:26.50]Broken hearts and broken bones
[01:49.00][01:27.00][00:52.00][00:29.00]This is where we used to live
[00:34.00]Why did you paint the walls?
[00:41.00]Why did you clean the floor?
[00:46.00]Why did you plaster over the hole I punched in the door?
[00:54.00]Why did you keep the mousetrap?
[00:56.00]Why did you keep the dishrack?
[00:59.00]These things used to be mine
[01:01.00]I guess they are, I want them back
[01:05.00]Broke into the old apartment
[01:11.00]Forty-two stairs from the street
[01:17.00]Crooked landing, crooked landlord
[01:20.00]Narrow laneway filled with crooks
[01:29.00]Why did they pave the lawn?
[01:35.00]Why did they change the locks?
[01:40.00]Why did I have to break it, I only came here to talk
[01:51.00]How is the neighbor downstairs?
[01:53.00]How is her temper this year?
[01:57.00]I turned up your TV and stomped on the floor just for fun
[02:03.00]I know we don't live here anymore
[02:09.00]We bought an old house on the Danforth
[02:15.00]She loves me and her body keeps me warm
[02:21.00]I'm happy there
[02:23.00]But this is where we used to live
[02:29.00]Broke into the old apartment
[02:35.00]Tore the phone out of the wall
[02:41.00]Only memories, fading memories
[02:43.00]Blending into dull tableaux
[02:58.00][02:52.00][02:46.00]I want them back

作词 : Page, Steven / Robertson, Ed
作曲 : Page, Steven / Robertson, Ed
Broke into the old apartment
This is where we used to live
Broken glass, broke and hungry
Broken hearts and broken bones
This is where we used to live
Why did you paint the walls?
Why did you clean the floor?
Why did you plaster over the hole I punched in the door?
Why did you keep the mousetrap?
Why did you keep the dishrack?
These things used to be mine
I guess they are, I want them back
Broke into the old apartment
Forty-two stairs from the street
Crooked landing, crooked landlord
Narrow laneway filled with crooks
Why did they pave the lawn?
Why did they change the locks?
Why did I have to break it, I only came here to talk
How is the neighbor downstairs?
How is her temper this year?
I turned up your TV and stomped on the floor just for fun
I know we don't live here anymore
We bought an old house on the Danforth
She loves me and her body keeps me warm
I'm happy there
But this is where we used to live
Broke into the old apartment
Tore the phone out of the wall
Only memories, fading memories
Blending into dull tableaux
I want them back