[00:00.000] 作词 : John Carteret/Timothy Fogg/Travis Slack/Bryce Marshall/Zachary Jones/Jon Lundin
[00:01.000] 作曲 : John Carteret/Timothy Fogg/Travis Slack/Bryce Marshall/Zachary Jones/Jon Lundin
[00:23.667]So bring on the April showers
[00:26.488]Maybe if I had brought you flowers
[00:29.120]This little cloud above my head
[00:31.776]The one that hangs around my bed
[00:34.020]Would run out of rain
[00:36.265]But it’s tucked up in my brain
[00:38.583]It just won’t go away
[00:40.809]And I know that I’m to blame
[00:44.190]I can’t decide if you’re missing me
[00:48.295]So make the time worth my misery
[00:53.982]Some days are grayscale and others are in pantone
[00:58.522]Some days are a stormcloud and others are a rainbow
[01:03.091]I’m so sorry, I’ll never be your bouquet
[01:10.822]I won’t be your bouquet
[01:21.118]Never anything more than the sum of all my parts
[01:26.483]As the blossoms wilt you throw them out in an effort to restart
[01:31.483]You won’t distinguish the pieces of me
[01:36.252]Another fragrance for your shelf
[01:38.341]Arranged to help you feel complete
[01:41.617]So make the time worth my misery
[01:46.590]Some days are grayscale and others are in pantone
[01:51.246]Some days are a stormcloud and others are a rainbow
[01:56.138]I’m so sorry, I’ll never be your bouquet
[02:03.353]I won’t be your bouquet
[02:07.701]I won’t be your bouquet
[02:13.126]You’re just my novocaine
[02:17.778]You’re just my novocaine
[02:22.579]I can’t feel anything
[02:28.676]Anything
[02:33.963]I won’t be, I won’t be your bouquet
[02:48.747]Some days are grayscale and others are in pantone
[02:53.705]Some days are a stormcloud and others are a rainbow
[02:58.004]I’m so sorry, I’ll never be your bouquet
[03:06.104]I won’t be your bouquet

作词 : John Carteret/Timothy Fogg/Travis Slack/Bryce Marshall/Zachary Jones/Jon Lundin
作曲 : John Carteret/Timothy Fogg/Travis Slack/Bryce Marshall/Zachary Jones/Jon Lundin
So bring on the April showers
Maybe if I had brought you flowers
This little cloud above my head
The one that hangs around my bed
Would run out of rain
But it’s tucked up in my brain
It just won’t go away
And I know that I’m to blame
I can’t decide if you’re missing me
So make the time worth my misery
Some days are grayscale and others are in pantone
Some days are a stormcloud and others are a rainbow
I’m so sorry, I’ll never be your bouquet
I won’t be your bouquet
Never anything more than the sum of all my parts
As the blossoms wilt you throw them out in an effort to restart
You won’t distinguish the pieces of me
Another fragrance for your shelf
Arranged to help you feel complete
So make the time worth my misery
Some days are grayscale and others are in pantone
Some days are a stormcloud and others are a rainbow
I’m so sorry, I’ll never be your bouquet
I won’t be your bouquet
I won’t be your bouquet
You’re just my novocaine
You’re just my novocaine
I can’t feel anything
Anything
I won’t be, I won’t be your bouquet
Some days are grayscale and others are in pantone
Some days are a stormcloud and others are a rainbow
I’m so sorry, I’ll never be your bouquet
I won’t be your bouquet