作词 : Zach Bryan 作曲 : Zach Bryan 制作人 : Zach BryanWell, I ain't written a love song in so long as your hair leads down your spineBut I don't mind if you last tonight, I'll regret it for the rest of timeLet your hips and your lips and your fingertips slip against the city streetsSeepin' in again, sleepin' in while my friends get high on the edge of the West Side HighwayDid you ever make it back to Byron Bay the day you told me to quit drinkin'?And thinkin' that I was gonna die before thirty, your mom was so worried aboutAll those kids in the house tearin' picture frames downOur fathers were never around when we were youngerSo let me go, I saw you on the river's edgeDraggin' on a plastic cigaretteWith your swim top still wetSo let it go, meetin' you out on the coastYou hate the smell of real smokeSo why'd you always keep me so close?You were collectin' shells out on the Bay Shore, you know I was a shell before?Deep in the hands of another, my brotherHad told me to leave, but I didn't believeThat evil would mean some people you meet out in QueensThe way the rain came down the other day in Bryon BayMade me feel so alone, so I just went homeAnd scribbled some poemThat I know that you'll never readSo let it go, I saw you on the river's edgeDraggin' on a plastic cigaretteWith your swim top still wetSo let me go, meetin' you out on the coastYou hate the smell of real smokeWhy'd you always keep it so close?So let it go, I saw you on the river's edgeDraggin' on a plastic cigaretteWith your swim top still wet 人声 : Zach Bryan
[00:00.000] 作词 : Zach Bryan[00:01.000] 作曲 : Zach Bryan[00:02.000] 制作人 : Zach Bryan[00:13.040]Well, I ain't written a love song in so long as your hair leads down your spine[00:19.840]But I don't mind if you last tonight, I'll regret it for the rest of time[00:25.880]Let your hips and your lips and your fingertips slip against the city streets[00:31.460]Seepin' in again, sleepin' in while my friends get high on the edge of the West Side Highway[00:44.380]Did you ever make it back to Byron Bay the day you told me to quit drinkin'?[00:50.350]And thinkin' that I was gonna die before thirty, your mom was so worried about[00:55.940]All those kids in the house tearin' picture frames down[00:59.200]Our fathers were never around when we were younger[01:07.709]So let me go, I saw you on the river's edge[01:12.560]Draggin' on a plastic cigarette[01:16.100]With your swim top still wet[01:20.100]So let it go, meetin' you out on the coast[01:25.600]You hate the smell of real smoke[01:28.280]So why'd you always keep me so close?[01:40.080]You were collectin' shells out on the Bay Shore, you know I was a shell before?[01:45.840]Deep in the hands of another, my brother[01:48.549]Had told me to leave, but I didn't believe[01:51.920]That evil would mean some people you meet out in Queens[01:59.060]The way the rain came down the other day in Bryon Bay[02:03.826]Made me feel so alone, so I just went home[02:07.087]And scribbled some poem[02:08.920]That I know that you'll never read[02:16.100]So let it go, I saw you on the river's edge[02:20.760]Draggin' on a plastic cigarette[02:24.300]With your swim top still wet[02:28.320]So let me go, meetin' you out on the coast[02:33.800]You hate the smell of real smoke[02:36.640]Why'd you always keep it so close?[02:52.980]So let it go, I saw you on the river's edge[02:57.623]Draggin' on a plastic cigarette[03:01.380]With your swim top still wet[03:02.380] 人声 : Zach Bryan