Tác giả: Nhạc Ngoại
I'm comin' up so you better you better get this party started. I'm comin' up so you better you better get this party started. Get this party started on a Saturday night. Everybody's waitin for me to arrive. Sendin' out the.
Tác giả: Nhạc Ngoại
Ca sĩ: Pink
I dance around this empty house. Tear us down. Throw you out. Screaming down the halls. Spinning all around and now we fall. Pictures framing up the past. Your taunting smirk behind the glass. This museum full of ash. Once.
Tác giả: Chưa Biết
Ca sĩ: Pink
Uh, uh, some deep shit, uh, uh. Momma please stop cryin, I can't stand the sound. Your pain is painful and its tearin' me down. I hear glasses breakin as I sit up in my bed. I told dad you didn't mean those nasty.
Tác giả: Chưa Biết
Ca sĩ: Pink
I am an opportunity and I knock so softly. Sometimes I get loud when I wish everybody'd just. Get off me. So many playas you'd think I was a ball game. Its every man for themself, there are no. Team mates. This life gets.
Tác giả: Chưa Biết
Ca sĩ: Pink
Never win first place, I don't support the team. I can't take direction, and my socks are never. Clean. Teachers dated me, my parents hated me. I was always in a fight cuz I can't do nothin'. Right. Everyday I fight a war.
Tác giả: Chưa Biết
Ca sĩ: Pink
Dear Mr. President, come take a walk with me. Let's pretend we're just two people and. You're not better than me. I'd like to ask you some questions if we can speak honestly. What do you feel when you see all the.
Tác giả: Chưa Biết
Ca sĩ: Pink
Dear, dear diary, I want to tell my secrets. Cuz you're the only one that I know who'll keep. Them. Dear, dear diary, I want to tell my secrets. I know you'll keep them, and this is what I've. Done. I've been a bad,
Tác giả: Chưa Biết
Ca sĩ: Pink
Hahaha. We're gonna rock and roll. Ra Ra. Alright I drink more than you. I party harder than you do. And my car's faster than yours too. P I N K. P I M P. I'm back again. I know you all missed me. I'm so so sick. Can't.
Tác giả: Chưa Biết
Ca sĩ: Pink
Conversations with my thirteen year old self. Conversations with my thirteen year old self. You're angry. I know this. The world couldn't care less. You're lonely. I feel this. And you wish you were the best. No.
Tác giả: Nhạc Ngoại
Ca sĩ: Pink
White knuckles and sweaty palms from hanging on too tight. Clench of jaw, I've got another headache again tonight. Eyes on fire, eyes on fire, and the burn from all the tears. I've been crying, I've been crying, I've been.