LRC歌词
[02:07.00]Artist锛歳ebecca mayes
[02:07.00]Songs Title锛歳evenge
[02:07.00]
[02:07.00]It's a slick looking game
[02:07.00]With over-the-top weapon play
[02:07.00]A case of style over substance
[02:07.00]Damn wonky cameras and ultra-violence
[02:07.00]I find myself looking for depth and I won't find it here
[02:07.00]I'm looking for depth everywhere
[02:07.00]Revenge is sweet, so they say
[02:07.00]That's why I'm sitting here knocking out your front teeth
[02:07.00]On a winter's morning in my living room
[02:07.00]I'll shoot you down for all the times I've been hurt
[02:07.00]All this wet work gets rather tiresome
[02:07.00]I spend the game on my knees trying to prove
[02:07.00]I'm as cool as Quentin Tarantino
[02:07.00]But baby I'm telling you this ain't no movie
[02:07.00]I'm looking for love and I won't find it here
[02:07.00]I'm looking for love everywhere
[02:07.00]Revenge is sweet so they say
[02:07.00]That's why I'm sitting here knocking out both your feet
[02:07.00]On a winter's morning in my dressing gown
[02:07.00]I'll shoot you down for all the times I've been hurt
[02:07.00]If only I could hurt you
[02:07.00]If only I could hurt you
[02:07.00]You and all the nameless, faceless people
[02:07.00]Then maybe I wouldn't hurt at all
[02:07.00]
文本歌词
Artist锛歳ebecca mayes
Songs Title锛歳evenge
It's a slick looking game
With over-the-top weapon play
A case of style over substance
Damn wonky cameras and ultra-violence
I find myself looking for depth and I won't find it here
I'm looking for depth everywhere
Revenge is sweet, so they say
That's why I'm sitting here knocking out your front teeth
On a winter's morning in my living room
I'll shoot you down for all the times I've been hurt
All this wet work gets rather tiresome
I spend the game on my knees trying to prove
I'm as cool as Quentin Tarantino
But baby I'm telling you this ain't no movie
I'm looking for love and I won't find it here
I'm looking for love everywhere
Revenge is sweet so they say
That's why I'm sitting here knocking out both your feet
On a winter's morning in my dressing gown
I'll shoot you down for all the times I've been hurt
If only I could hurt you
If only I could hurt you
You and all the nameless, faceless people
Then maybe I wouldn't hurt at all