《Number 24》歌词

[00:00:00] Number 24 - Polly Scattergood

[00:00:23] Honesty is killing me

[00:00:27] I feel you burning holes in me

[00:00:34] And ripping open threads like I'm some

[00:00:39] Big enchanting crossword

[00:00:43] And I know I have to get back up

[00:00:49] But when I cry I cry a lot

[00:00:55] And nothing much is going on

[00:01:01] The poet and the vicars son

[00:01:05] And so maybe next time

[00:01:09] Likely never

[00:01:11] So strip the whips

[00:01:13] And you can burn that leather

[00:01:16] And you can paint the keys sir

[00:01:20] Hide the door

[00:01:21] Because it's pretty damn quiet

[00:01:23] At number twenty-four

[00:01:26] And I live in a bedsit in the south

[00:01:31] So bite my nails and tape my mouth

[00:01:37] And pretend life life's so f**king sickly sweet

[00:01:42] You've got these bitter eyes you've got these rotting teeth

[00:01:50] F**ke me up sir fade away

[00:01:54] Give me my own polly day

[00:01:59] And clean my boots or suck my toes

[00:02:04] And pretend like nobody knows

[00:02:08] And I'm OK I'm OK

[00:02:11] You're just fine

[00:02:13] And one day we might have a good day

[00:02:17] But maybe next time likely never

[00:02:22] So strip the whips and you can burn that leather

[00:02:27] You can paint the keys sir hide the door

[00:02:31] Because it's pretty damn quiet

[00:02:34] At number twenty-four

[00:02:36] And I live in a bedsit in the south

[00:02:41] So bite my nails and tape my mouth

[00:02:46] And pretend life life's so f**king sickly sweet

[00:02:50] You've got these bitter eyes

[00:02:52] You've got these rotting teeth

[00:03:19] If I was still seventeen if I was twice as nice

[00:03:25] If you were half as mean then I might give you a second chance

[00:03:33] To feel the way it maybe should have been

[00:03:38] Throw me a lead f**k my cherry

[00:03:43] Say your love is dead and buried

[00:03:47] And find a blonde that one looks a bit like me

[00:03:52] Maybe this time you just might get it

[00:03:56] But then maybe next time likely never

[00:04:01] So you can strip the whips and you can burn that leather

[00:04:06] And you can paint the keys sir hide the door

[00:04:11] Because it's pretty damn quiet

[00:04:13] At number twenty-four

[00:04:15] And I live in a bedsit in the south

[00:04:21] So bite my nails and tape my mouth

[00:04:26] And pretend life life's so f**king sickly sweet

[00:04:32] You've got these bitter eyes you've got these rotting teeth