[00:00.00] 作曲 : Giardini Di Mirò
[00:00.99]I crossed myself a thousand times
[00:03.45]But every prayer was still denied
[00:06.59]On these nights, you lock yourself up
[00:10.01]On these nights, you turn out your lights
[00:12.93]The French have a word for this but the English,
[00:16.10]they don't need one
[00:17.91]Our lives are a cruel trap
[00:20.44]Our world is a black map
[00:45.07]This is the last time you'll help me
[00:50.83]You told me that and I hung it around my neck
[00:57.31]You gave me warning after warning
[01:02.59]I cried wolf so, I get what I get
[01:08.88]I'm a long way from home
[01:15.52]and a storm's coming in
[01:20.64]I'll fold up like a moth
[01:26.56]But I will never ask for anything
[01:55.60]"Don't be a stranger," she said
[01:59.63]the last time I saw her
[02:02.21]I never saw her again
[02:06.80]"Don't be a stranger," she said
[02:10.81]the last time I saw her
[02:13.70]I never saw her again
[02:17.73]This is the last time you'll help me
[02:19.86]and after that I'm on my own.
[02:22.95]And that's not a new thing -
[02:24.47]I have years of experience,
[02:26.09]of rented rooms where all the walls were painted asylum white.
[02:31.33]I could've scribbled on those walls
[02:32.56]and worked out all the answers but instead,
[02:34.67]I kept all the equations inside my head
[02:37.46]until they merged into the same question.
[02:40.92]I've read everything - self-help - these books
[02:43.96]with a bright, shining new day on the cover -
[02:46.50]first half deals with how f***** up you are;
[02:49.30]second half gives you all the answers
[02:51.84]and it always seems so easy,
[02:53.52]like it was staring you in the face the whole time
[02:57.65]but you were looking the other way.
[02:59.85]You were looking the other way.
[03:04.15]I did not stand a chance
[03:08.31]And now the blood is on your hands
[03:15.25]I did not stand a chance
[03:19.56]And now the blood is on your hands
[03:26.85]I did not stand a chance
[03:31.04]And now the blood is on your hands
[03:38.25]I did not stand a chance
[03:42.49]And now the blood is on your hands

作曲 : Giardini Di Mirò
I crossed myself a thousand times
But every prayer was still denied
On these nights, you lock yourself up
On these nights, you turn out your lights
The French have a word for this but the English,
they don't need one
Our lives are a cruel trap
Our world is a black map
This is the last time you'll help me
You told me that and I hung it around my neck
You gave me warning after warning
I cried wolf so, I get what I get
I'm a long way from home
and a storm's coming in
I'll fold up like a moth
But I will never ask for anything
"Don't be a stranger," she said
the last time I saw her
I never saw her again
"Don't be a stranger," she said
the last time I saw her
I never saw her again
This is the last time you'll help me
and after that I'm on my own.
And that's not a new thing -
I have years of experience,
of rented rooms where all the walls were painted asylum white.
I could've scribbled on those walls
and worked out all the answers but instead,
I kept all the equations inside my head
until they merged into the same question.
I've read everything - self-help - these books
with a bright, shining new day on the cover -
first half deals with how f***** up you are;
second half gives you all the answers
and it always seems so easy,
like it was staring you in the face the whole time
but you were looking the other way.
You were looking the other way.
I did not stand a chance
And now the blood is on your hands
I did not stand a chance
And now the blood is on your hands
I did not stand a chance
And now the blood is on your hands
I did not stand a chance
And now the blood is on your hands