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歌词:The Used. Listening.

Your skin attached is a fragile cliche
Of my broken heart attack
You should swallow your teeth and hang out
Stay for a while
If your heart's still beating, you must be blood
If your life's still waking, you must be mud
If you still feel like a kick in the wrist everyday's worth living

I don't see anything now
So just say what you wanna say
It's kind of funny how you're not listening anyway
[laughter]
Lights out, I still love to hear you scream
You make that noise but you're fast asleep

I don't see anything now
So just say what you wanna say
It's kind of funny how I'm not listening anyway

Lights out [laughter]
Lights out, I still love to hear you scream
You make that noise but you're fast asleep
If your heart's still beating, you must be blood
If your life's still waking, you must be mud
If you still feel like a kick in the wrist everyday's worth living

I don't see anything now
So just say what you wanna say
It's kind of funny how I'm not listening anyway
I don't see anything now
So just say what you wanna say
It's kind of funny how I'm not listening anyway
I'm not listening anyway
I'm not listening anyway
I'm not listening

Listening, I'm not listening
I'm not listening
I'm not listening
I'm not listening