歌词
Pretty, but he don’t tell you about it
你生得美丽，从未和你提起
Winter scarves and skirts of velvet
冬季的围巾 天鹅绒的裙子
Still drink just like we did in school
如同学生时代的我们那样饮醉
我途径你的旧居，路过一片公墓
I passed your old house down by the cemetery
霓虹闪烁的俱乐部 校园熟悉的路
Club nights and university
当你的朋友唱起“注定逃亡”的时候，亲爱的
When your friends sing ‘Born to Run’, baby
别走，因为我们是“注定漂泊”
resist, because we were ‘Born to Drift’
如果你能看见这些日子里我的崩溃
If you could see the wreck I am these days
你将有新的理由来借口逃退
you’d have new reasons to stay away
握住我的手，只一小会儿也好
Just hold my hand for a little while
痛苦把我桎梏将我吞没
Misery never goes out of style
我有时得以在梦中与你一顾
你穿着睡衣在你曾租住的房间
I see you sometimes in dreams I have
你是否想过你会对另外一个他互道早安
in your bra in the room you used to rent
我记下了一长串验尸官的信息
Do you ever wish you could wake someone else?
他们的名字，他们的办公号码
来正式宣布我们曾拥有的已经飘逝
And so I wrote down a list of coroners
深埋地下，称为前男友的盒子里
their names, their office phone numbers
如果你能看见这些日子里我的崩溃
To pronounce dead the thing we had
你将有新的理由来借口逃退
In tombs, ex-boyfriends bedrooms
握住我的手，只一小会儿也好
If you could see the wreck I am these days
痛苦把我桎梏将我吞没
you’d have new reasons to stay away
如果你能看见这些日子里我的崩溃
Just hold my hand for a little while
你将有新的理由来借口逃退
Misery never goes out of style
握住我的手，只一小会儿也好
If you could see the wreck I am these days
痛苦把我桎梏将我吞没
you’d have new reasons to stay away
我是你法式指甲上的一小片，我是你外套上的一缕线
Just hold my hand for a little while
你是我所有的胆怯，你是我不敢落笔的妄言
Misery never goes out of style
我是你法式指甲上的一小片，我是你外套上的一缕线
I’m your chipped nail paint. I’m the fabric of your coat
你是我所有的胆怯，你是我不敢落笔的妄言
You are all I fear. You are words I never wrote
你已离去许多年
I’m your chipped nail paint. I’m the fabric of your coat
如果你能看见这些日子里我的崩溃
You are all I fear. You are words I never wrote
你将有新的理由来借口逃退
You are years ago
握住我的手，只一小会儿也好
If you could see the wreck I am these days
痛苦把我桎梏将我吞没
you’d have new reasons to stay away
如果你能看见这些日子里我的崩溃
Just hold my hand for a little while
你将有新的理由来借口逃退
Misery never goes out of style
握住我的手，只一小会儿也好
If you could see the wreck I am these days
痛苦把我桎梏将我吞没
you’d have new reasons to stay away
Just hold my hand for a little while
Misery never goes out of style