[00:00.000] 作词 : Grace VanderWaal/Tiffany Stringer/John Bookhout Riley
[00:00.468] 作曲 : Grace VanderWaal/Tiffany Stringer/John Bookhout Riley
[00:00.937]Eight months since I saw you
[00:03.395]But I'm still in your bedroom
[00:05.779]On my skin, I can feel you
[00:10.713]Rotting in those blue sheets
[00:12.931]Did you ever even love me?
[00:14.929]Do I haunt you like you haunt me?
[00:18.064]You are my hands, my lips, my cheek
[00:22.738]Robbing me every time I speak
[00:27.357]The marks you left still crawl on me
[00:33.306]What's left of me
[00:39.776]Out on the street, yeah, you were dragging my hand
[00:44.499]Took what I had, and then you left me for dead
[00:49.059]Now I'm on my knees and I'm just trying to forget
[00:58.867]What will it take for you to finally leave?
[01:03.683]Scrubbing my skin so hard that I start to bleed
[01:08.486]Wonder if now it's just a part of me
[01:35.846]And I know that I should have known better, but
[01:40.939]It was so cold in the middle of December
[01:45.112]It's almost been a year and I never thought I'd be in this room
[01:53.789]But I feel you watch me while I sleep
[01:58.524]The grease in my hair, the rot in my teeth
[02:03.392]There's blood on your hands, I'm sorry I bleed
[02:08.877]What's left of me, oh
[02:15.709]Out on the street, yeah, you were dragging my hand
[02:20.544]Took what I had, and then you left me for dead
[02:25.085]Now I'm on my knees and I'm just trying to forget
[02:34.821]What will it take for you to finally leave?
[02:39.728]Scrubbing my skin so hard that I start to bleed
[02:44.546]Wonder if now it's just a part of me

作词 : Grace VanderWaal/Tiffany Stringer/John Bookhout Riley
作曲 : Grace VanderWaal/Tiffany Stringer/John Bookhout Riley
Eight months since I saw you
But I'm still in your bedroom
On my skin, I can feel you
Rotting in those blue sheets
Did you ever even love me?
Do I haunt you like you haunt me?
You are my hands, my lips, my cheek
Robbing me every time I speak
The marks you left still crawl on me
What's left of me
Out on the street, yeah, you were dragging my hand
Took what I had, and then you left me for dead
Now I'm on my knees and I'm just trying to forget
What will it take for you to finally leave?
Scrubbing my skin so hard that I start to bleed
Wonder if now it's just a part of me
And I know that I should have known better, but
It was so cold in the middle of December
It's almost been a year and I never thought I'd be in this room
But I feel you watch me while I sleep
The grease in my hair, the rot in my teeth
There's blood on your hands, I'm sorry I bleed
What's left of me, oh
Out on the street, yeah, you were dragging my hand
Took what I had, and then you left me for dead
Now I'm on my knees and I'm just trying to forget
What will it take for you to finally leave?
Scrubbing my skin so hard that I start to bleed
Wonder if now it's just a part of me