[00:00.00] 作词 : Ruston Kelly/Danny Parker
[00:01.00] 作曲 : Ruston Kelly/Danny Parker
[00:11.72]Whoa, whoa
[00:17.12]Whoa, whoa
[00:22.64]I hate this bar, I hate this town
[00:28.14]I always find you in this crowd
[00:33.84]Whiskey double, ginger back
[00:39.28]Numb me up before I crack
[00:44.82]The day's been just a losing fight
[00:50.21]Drunk in Hollywood tonight
[00:55.82]You got me in the palm of your hands
[01:02.27]And maybe I will lose who I am
[01:08.11]'Cause they're only hanging on by a string
[01:12.03]You ain't ready to cut me free
[01:14.86]Got me in the palm of your hands
[01:20.81]Whoa, whoa
[01:26.70]Whoa, whoa
[01:32.13]Baby, all your words, they kill
[01:37.91]And I've run out of all these pills
[01:43.68]I'm getting thinner, getting tired
[01:49.25]I give an inch, you take a mile
[01:54.20]And I can't keep going back and forth
[02:00.03]Real love ain't no swingin' door
[02:05.31]You got me in the palm of your hands
[02:12.04]And maybe I will lose who I am
[02:17.75]'Cause they're only hanging on by a string
[02:21.58]You ain't ready to cut me free
[02:24.37]Got me in the palm of your hands
[02:31.00]Whoa, whoa
[02:36.17]Whoa, whoa
[02:42.00]Whoa, whoa
[02:47.51]Whoa, whoa
[02:52.63]You shot this plane, it's goin' down
[02:58.46]I hate this bar, I hate this town

作词 : Ruston Kelly/Danny Parker
作曲 : Ruston Kelly/Danny Parker
Whoa, whoa
Whoa, whoa
I hate this bar, I hate this town
I always find you in this crowd
Whiskey double, ginger back
Numb me up before I crack
The day's been just a losing fight
Drunk in Hollywood tonight
You got me in the palm of your hands
And maybe I will lose who I am
'Cause they're only hanging on by a string
You ain't ready to cut me free
Got me in the palm of your hands
Whoa, whoa
Whoa, whoa
Baby, all your words, they kill
And I've run out of all these pills
I'm getting thinner, getting tired
I give an inch, you take a mile
And I can't keep going back and forth
Real love ain't no swingin' door
You got me in the palm of your hands
And maybe I will lose who I am
'Cause they're only hanging on by a string
You ain't ready to cut me free
Got me in the palm of your hands
Whoa, whoa
Whoa, whoa
Whoa, whoa
Whoa, whoa
You shot this plane, it's goin' down
I hate this bar, I hate this town