歌词
isabella stand a little bit taller
I don't deserve the tears,
Any more than you deserve the fears
That I have left you with, dear.
Oh may I bless your every last tear?
She's just a little girl, she knows nothing of this little game we like to play
So tell the martyrs to wait at the gate.
This is an actual case of the truth.
At least, that's what they call it these days
So tell your brothers and sisters to wait, '
Cause love is nothing to waste,
And I swore,
Never your heart, shall
I break Wao-oh
Wa-ohhhh Please bring me back to you
Wao-oh Wa-ohhh
Please bring me back
Widowed, and a little less faithful,
She let's the sidewalks sympathize
With every step she takes,
Her ankles growing weak, dear
May he bless your every last tear?
She's just a little girl, she knows nothing of this little game we like to play
So tell the martyrs to wait at the gate.
This is an actual case of the truth.
At least, that's what they call it these days
So tell your brothers and sisters to wait, '
Cause love is nothing to waste,
And I swore,
Never your heart, shall
I break Wao-oh
Wa-ohhhh Please bring me back to you
Wao-oh Wa-ohhh
Please bring me back to you
Wao-oh Wa-ohhhh
Please bring me back to you
Wao-oh Wa-ohhh
Please bring me back to you isabella stand a little bit taller
I am the aisle in the back beside the votive light
Who did this to you dear?
Oh may you never shed a damn tear.
So tell the martyrs to wait at the gate.
This is an actual case of the truth.
At least, that's what they call it these days
So tell your brothers and sisters to wait, '
Cause love is nothing to waste,
And I swore,
Never your heart, shall
I break
专辑信息
1.Mirrors
2....Because All Suffering Is Sweet to Me...
3.Lapse
4.Sugar Skulls