歌词
Over the line, we think twice
“It’s not the way,” they say
But it will have to do
And, I’ll speak to you in time
[02:11.94]I’ll be on my best, for sure
[02:18.03]You can rest assured
[02:22.79]Til’ seven’s day
These are not the blades of grass
That you came for at last
And the pain, it subsides
With the weight of all your
White lies