歌词
Rolling up the windows of my '96
慢慢摇上我别克'96的车窗
Buick so the rain can't get inside of it
雨水便被隔在外面的世界
I have more dreams than you have posters of your favorite teams
我年少时的梦,多过你挂在门后的球队海报
You'll never talk me out of this
你是说服不了我的
It takes more than I got to hold my tongue
我一直缄口不言
You shot me with a wooden gun
你的木枪瞄准了我
And though the shot won't kill me it still bruises skin
子弹没有置我于死地,可伤痛仍旧无法泯灭
that you don't believe in what your mouth runs
你连自己都对你的说辞怀疑不断
可你还是备好炮弹,点燃导线
既然是远不止一场争论不休的闹剧了
[01:55.55]Get your cannons ready, light the wick
那为什么还如此顽固地要改变我的想法?
[02:01.62]It will take more than an argument to
你精疲力竭地做着无用功
[02:08.23]change my mind So why keep trying?
装好炮弹,点燃了导线
[02:14.84]and you will never talk me out of it
既然是一场终究会无疾而终的闹剧
可你为什么还要屡次改变我的想法
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