制作
出演艺人
The Long Winters
表演者
作曲和作词
John Roderick
作曲
歌词
Your new haircut is so unfamiliar
But they only know you that way
Your new teases are so hilarious
Well, I never thought I'd hear you say
That I did the driving and the falling on knives
Seemed anything was worth a try
You never said it, but I think I get it
And maybe you were right
That I miss you, Seven
I miss you, Seven
I miss you, Seven
Did you see me the way I imagined?
Every eyelash, a picket or a wire
Did you tease me when I went out of fashion?
And your interest in me had expired
Well, I stopped
But how can I really stop?
And stay stopped
I miss you, Seven (The distance helps me only so much)
I miss you, Seven (Distance helps me only so much)
I miss you, Seven (Only so much)
Is it asking too much?
Would you say that I
Am the last thing you want
To remember me by?
I miss you, Seven (The distance helps me only so much)
I miss you, Seven (Distance helps me only so much)
I miss you, Seven (Distance helps me only so much)
I miss you, Seven (Only so much)
Written by: John Roderick