[00:00.00] 作曲 : Paul Bukkens/Bart van der Weide/Dennis Huige/Stefan de Kroon
[00:00.30]Ran into water, right up to the neck
[00:07.26]To keep the head up, drank it all down, swallowed it back
[00:14.46]Don't believe in fighting, or love made out of free will
[00:21.18]There's a higher law up there somewhere, that laughs at every kill
[00:27.15]There's no story to tell, my nose still bleeds
[00:34.68]Nobody here can give me better hell
[00:37.77]There's no story to tell
[00:39.03]No story to tell, see my nose still bleeds
[00:48.93]Nobody here can give me better hell
[00:56.22]Than you do, my dear
[00:56.61]And hairs on my arm are rising
[00:59.61]The truth waiting for the kill
[01:03.57]The sensation of you being around
[01:06.87]Did more than memories ever will
[01:10.95]And tired of the longing
[01:13.86]So tired of the night
[01:19.32]I'm so tired of the listening
[01:20.34]To all the well, well-meant advice
[01:23.79]No story to tell, well, my nose still bleeds
[01:31.17]Nobody here can give me better hell, no story to tell
[01:35.31]No, there's no story to tell, see my heart still bleeds
[01:45.24]Nobody here can give me better hell
[01:48.60]Than you do, my dear
[02:22.41]I'll be the old man in the corner, to help you out of bed
[02:31.32]To feed you and to listen to the silence instead
[02:36.45]I'll be that wanted glass of water, when you're thirsty once again
[02:43.17]The only one still here that really gives a damn
[02:48.03]When there's no story to tell, well, my nose still bleeds
[02:55.89]Nobody here can give me better hell, no story to tell
[03:02.40]There's no story to tell and my heart still bleeds
[03:09.99]Nobody here can give a bigger damn
[03:13.29]Than I do, my dear

作曲 : Paul Bukkens/Bart van der Weide/Dennis Huige/Stefan de Kroon
Ran into water, right up to the neck
To keep the head up, drank it all down, swallowed it back
Don't believe in fighting, or love made out of free will
There's a higher law up there somewhere, that laughs at every kill
There's no story to tell, my nose still bleeds
Nobody here can give me better hell
There's no story to tell
No story to tell, see my nose still bleeds
Nobody here can give me better hell
Than you do, my dear
And hairs on my arm are rising
The truth waiting for the kill
The sensation of you being around
Did more than memories ever will
And tired of the longing
So tired of the night
I'm so tired of the listening
To all the well, well-meant advice
No story to tell, well, my nose still bleeds
Nobody here can give me better hell, no story to tell
No, there's no story to tell, see my heart still bleeds
Nobody here can give me better hell
Than you do, my dear
I'll be the old man in the corner, to help you out of bed
To feed you and to listen to the silence instead
I'll be that wanted glass of water, when you're thirsty once again
The only one still here that really gives a damn
When there's no story to tell, well, my nose still bleeds
Nobody here can give me better hell, no story to tell
There's no story to tell and my heart still bleeds
Nobody here can give a bigger damn
Than I do, my dear