Shes In Love With The Boy - Trisha Yearwood
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歌曲名:Shes In Love With The Boy
歌手:Trisha Yearwood
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Shes In Love With The Boy - Trisha Yearwood文本歌词
- Been Afraid
LRC by lzh ,from jiangxi pingxiang
@ @
Million dollar baby girl in the lower middle class/
With a maglight right beneath her pillow/
And though shes never been a boxer by choice/
Shes known to act oak you never catch her a willow/
Shes the calm type/ you see the small scars/
Creepin down her arms/ peeking from them long sleeves/
Right/ she keeps em weak in the knees/ but she stay out of sight/
And when the school bell rings/ its goodnight/
Or might as well be/ he never sees her around/
But he looks/ for weeks now hes been maybe tomorrow/
But hes shook/ he sees those bruises and he needs to please her/
Plus he dont wanna go home either/
Gives her a look they pass/ copies down a poem from a schoolbook/
Gives it to her after hesitation/ whoops his ass/ she took it fast/
Lost like all sensation in her hands/ and braced herself gracefully/
Sturdy where she stands/ humble mumbling/ passing the words fumbling/
Nothing discouraging/ just nerves (just)/ drumming up the courage/
Something bout skylines or bike rides or riverbeds/
Somethin or/ something that he read/
Caught her right beneath the armor/
Cauterized thought of any/ blunt force trauma/
Aint no way he could harm her/
When the curse/ leave a shell like a snake with fresh scales /
Some people seem to call that home/ but some souls roam/
Keep riding til the cycle is broke/ we dont need to go through nothing alone/
When the curse/ leave a shell like a snake with fresh scales /
Some people seem to call that home/ but some souls roam/
Keep riding til the cycle is broke/ we dont need to go through nothing alone/
Shes in the weather the whole storm/
Huggin on her prince his hands to skin warm/
Quick out the door no note no forlorn/
Cause all they heard was Papa dont hit me no more/
But they couldnt seem to keep the swelling down/
How they regretting ever letting out this 3rd child born/
But things are getting better now/ cozy sweater now/
With her thumbs through the holes in her sleeves worn down/
And boy similar/ noise minimal/
Toy criminal joys simple when someones found it in you/
Somehow it boosts the individual/ that bluish hue is mutual they/
Make love gently/ so aware of each others bruises/
And sorta scared they could lose this/
Trust bury the blues/ somewhere it wont bear roots/
But is this boy where the truth is/ shes spooked see/
Fruit never seems to fall far from the useless/ branch that its attached to/
And quacks say if hes beat up hes bound to smack you/
Shes down to step back now/ he ever get loud/
She couldnt be proud of whatever she might do/
This is the first time she ever felt touched/
That didnt bring her to hush like something was being done to her/
That unscrews her/ she loosens with the booze/
Her hinge can stay bent/ addressing her dudes wounds/
Regressing to bedrooms/ where fools ignored dont/
Hes not one of them tools that/ screws nuts and bolts/
And she know that/ and she know that/
And she know that/ but she holds back/ and she hope that/
He see the way she flinch/ cuz its kneejerk/ to brace for attack/
Even if hes only rubbing her back/ I mean/
And even if its like the deck has been stacked/
Its not an act hes really loving her back/
Hold your heart up/ never raise your hand/
She says that with her grown up voice/
Im yours now/ just like a child/
Dont be scared now/ the words click/ a piece finally fits/
I love you/ they say that with they lips/
never raise your hand/
He says that with her grown up voice/
Im yours now/ just like a child/
Dont be scared now/ the words click/ a piece finally fits/
I love you/ they say that with they lips/
When the curse/ leave a shell like a snake with fresh scales/
Some people seem to call that home/ but some souls roam/
Keep riding til the cycle is broke/ we dont need to go through nothing alone/
When the curse/ leave a shell like a snake with fresh scales/
Some people seem to call that home/ but some souls roam/
Keep riding til the cycle is broke/ we dont need to go through nothing alone/
编辑于2009/10/09更新
LRC by lzh ,from jiangxi pingxiang
@ @
Million dollar baby girl in the lower middle class/
With a maglight right beneath her pillow/
And though shes never been a boxer by choice/
Shes known to act oak you never catch her a willow/
Shes the calm type/ you see the small scars/
Creepin down her arms/ peeking from them long sleeves/
Right/ she keeps em weak in the knees/ but she stay out of sight/
And when the school bell rings/ its goodnight/
Or might as well be/ he never sees her around/
But he looks/ for weeks now hes been maybe tomorrow/
But hes shook/ he sees those bruises and he needs to please her/
Plus he dont wanna go home either/
Gives her a look they pass/ copies down a poem from a schoolbook/
Gives it to her after hesitation/ whoops his ass/ she took it fast/
Lost like all sensation in her hands/ and braced herself gracefully/
Sturdy where she stands/ humble mumbling/ passing the words fumbling/
Nothing discouraging/ just nerves (just)/ drumming up the courage/
Something bout skylines or bike rides or riverbeds/
Somethin or/ something that he read/
Caught her right beneath the armor/
Cauterized thought of any/ blunt force trauma/
Aint no way he could harm her/
When the curse/ leave a shell like a snake with fresh scales /
Some people seem to call that home/ but some souls roam/
Keep riding til the cycle is broke/ we dont need to go through nothing alone/
When the curse/ leave a shell like a snake with fresh scales /
Some people seem to call that home/ but some souls roam/
Keep riding til the cycle is broke/ we dont need to go through nothing alone/
Shes in the weather the whole storm/
Huggin on her prince his hands to skin warm/
Quick out the door no note no forlorn/
Cause all they heard was Papa dont hit me no more/
But they couldnt seem to keep the swelling down/
How they regretting ever letting out this 3rd child born/
But things are getting better now/ cozy sweater now/
With her thumbs through the holes in her sleeves worn down/
And boy similar/ noise minimal/
Toy criminal joys simple when someones found it in you/
Somehow it boosts the individual/ that bluish hue is mutual they/
Make love gently/ so aware of each others bruises/
And sorta scared they could lose this/
Trust bury the blues/ somewhere it wont bear roots/
But is this boy where the truth is/ shes spooked see/
Fruit never seems to fall far from the useless/ branch that its attached to/
And quacks say if hes beat up hes bound to smack you/
Shes down to step back now/ he ever get loud/
She couldnt be proud of whatever she might do/
This is the first time she ever felt touched/
That didnt bring her to hush like something was being done to her/
That unscrews her/ she loosens with the booze/
Her hinge can stay bent/ addressing her dudes wounds/
Regressing to bedrooms/ where fools ignored dont/
Hes not one of them tools that/ screws nuts and bolts/
And she know that/ and she know that/
And she know that/ but she holds back/ and she hope that/
He see the way she flinch/ cuz its kneejerk/ to brace for attack/
Even if hes only rubbing her back/ I mean/
And even if its like the deck has been stacked/
Its not an act hes really loving her back/
Hold your heart up/ never raise your hand/
She says that with her grown up voice/
Im yours now/ just like a child/
Dont be scared now/ the words click/ a piece finally fits/
I love you/ they say that with they lips/
never raise your hand/
He says that with her grown up voice/
Im yours now/ just like a child/
Dont be scared now/ the words click/ a piece finally fits/
I love you/ they say that with they lips/
When the curse/ leave a shell like a snake with fresh scales/
Some people seem to call that home/ but some souls roam/
Keep riding til the cycle is broke/ we dont need to go through nothing alone/
When the curse/ leave a shell like a snake with fresh scales/
Some people seem to call that home/ but some souls roam/
Keep riding til the cycle is broke/ we dont need to go through nothing alone/
编辑于2009/10/09更新
Shes In Love With The Boy - Trisha YearwoodLRC歌词
[ti:Been Afraid] [ar:] [al:Never Better] [by: ] [00:02.00] - Been Afraid [00:04.00]LRC by lzh ,from jiangxi pingxiang [00:06.00]@ @ [00:08.00] [00:10.29]Million dollar baby girl in the lower middle class\/ [00:13.23]With a maglight right beneath her pillow\/ [00:15.71]And though shes never been a boxer by choice\/ [00:18.42]Shes known to act oak you never catch her a willow\/ [00:20.99]Shes the calm type\/ you see the small scars\/ [00:23.63]Creepin down her arms\/ peeking from them long sleeves\/ [00:26.13]Right\/ she keeps em weak in the knees\/ but she stay out of sight\/ [00:28.73]And when the school bell rings\/ its goodnight\/ [00:31.06]Or might as well be\/ he never sees her around\/ [00:33.53]But he looks\/ for weeks now hes been maybe tomorrow\/ [00:36.29]But hes shook\/ he sees those bruises and he needs to please her\/ [00:39.08]Plus he dont wanna go home either\/ [00:41.53]Gives her a look they pass\/ copies down a poem from a schoolbook\/ [00:44.27]Gives it to her after hesitation\/ whoops his ass\/ she took it fast\/ [00:47.32]Lost like all sensation in her hands\/ and braced herself gracefully\/ [00:50.69]Sturdy where she stands\/ humble mumbling\/ passing the words fumbling\/ [00:54.47]Nothing discouraging\/ just nerves (just)\/ drumming up the courage\/ [00:57.18]Something bout skylines or bike rides or riverbeds\/ [00:59.75]Somethin or\/ something that he read\/ [01:02.30]Caught her right beneath the armor\/ [01:03.60]Cauterized thought of any\/ blunt force trauma\/ [01:06.15]Aint no way he could harm her\/ [01:07.68]When the curse\/ leave a shell like a snake with fresh scales \/ [01:10.13]Some people seem to call that home\/ but some souls roam\/ [01:12.73]Keep riding til the cycle is broke\/ we dont need to go through nothing alone\/ [01:17.60]When the curse\/ leave a shell like a snake with fresh scales \/ [01:20.21]Some people seem to call that home\/ but some souls roam\/ [01:23.63]Keep riding til the cycle is broke\/ we dont need to go through nothing alone\/ [01:27.95]Shes in the weather the whole storm\/ [01:30.99]Huggin on her prince his hands to skin warm\/ [01:33.43]Quick out the door no note no forlorn\/ [01:36.05]Cause all they heard was Papa dont hit me no more\/ [01:38.64]But they couldnt seem to keep the swelling down\/ [01:40.64]How they regretting ever letting out this 3rd child born\/ [01:44.16]But things are getting better now\/ cozy sweater now\/ [01:46.51]With her thumbs through the holes in her sleeves worn down\/ [01:48.97]And boy similar\/ noise minimal\/ [01:51.41]Toy criminal joys simple when someones found it in you\/ [01:53.91]Somehow it boosts the individual\/ that bluish hue is mutual they\/ [01:56.66]Make love gently\/ so aware of each others bruises\/ [01:59.96]And sorta scared they could lose this\/ [02:02.27]Trust bury the blues\/ somewhere it wont bear roots\/ [02:04.68]But is this boy where the truth is\/ shes spooked see\/ [02:08.33]Fruit never seems to fall far from the useless\/ branch that its attached to\/ [02:11.97]And quacks say if hes beat up hes bound to smack you\/ [02:14.95]Shes down to step back now\/ he ever get loud\/ [02:17.61]She couldnt be proud of whatever she might do\/ [02:20.31]This is the first time she ever felt touched\/ [02:22.91]That didnt bring her to hush like something was being done to her\/ [02:25.21]That unscrews her\/ she loosens with the booze\/ [02:27.93]Her hinge can stay bent\/ addressing her dudes wounds\/ [02:30.53]Regressing to bedrooms\/ where fools ignored dont\/ [02:32.94]Hes not one of them tools that\/ screws nuts and bolts\/ [02:35.50]And she know that\/ and she know that\/ [02:37.10]And she know that\/ but she holds back\/ and she hope that\/ [02:40.37]He see the way she flinch\/ cuz its kneejerk\/ to brace for attack\/ [02:43.38]Even if hes only rubbing her back\/ I mean\/ [02:46.18]And even if its like the deck has been stacked\/ [02:48.76]Its not an act hes really loving her back\/ [02:50.39]Hold your heart up\/ never raise your hand\/ [02:52.69]She says that with her grown up voice\/ [02:54.53]Im yours now\/ just like a child\/ [02:56.53]Dont be scared now\/ the words click\/ a piece finally fits\/ [02:59.40]I love you\/ they say that with they lips\/ [03:02.02]never raise your hand\/ [03:03.50]He says that with her grown up voice\/ [03:04.66]Im yours now\/ just like a child\/ [03:06.96]Dont be scared now\/ the words click\/ a piece finally fits\/ [03:09.76]I love you\/ they say that with they lips\/ [03:12.20]When the curse\/ leave a shell like a snake with fresh scales\/ [03:14.77]Some people seem to call that home\/ but some souls roam\/ [03:17.82]Keep riding til the cycle is broke\/ we dont need to go through nothing alone\/ [03:21.97]When the curse\/ leave a shell like a snake with fresh scales\/ [03:25.03]Some people seem to call that home\/ but some souls roam\/ [03:27.87]Keep riding til the cycle is broke\/ we dont need to go through nothing alone\/ [03:32.74]
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