Where Did The Party Go的吉他谱
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Where Did The Party Go的歌词
I’m here to collect your hearts
It’s the only reason that I sing
I don’t believe a word you say but I can’t stop listening
This is the story of how they met
Her picture was on the back of a pack of cigarettes
When she touched him he turned ruby red
A story that they’ll never forget
Never forget
And all the boys are smoking menthols
Girls are getting back rubs
I will appear to you if you if you make yourself shake fast enough
My old aches become new again
My old friends become exes again
Where did the party go?
We’re ending it on the phone
I’m not gonna go home alone
Where did the party go?
I know I expect too much
And not enough all at once
You know I only wanted fun then you got me all f***ed up on love
Oh I looked for your name on the Ouija Board
And your naked magic oh dear lord
You and me are the difference between real love and the love on TV
We were the kids who screamed
“We weren’t the same,”
In sweaty rooms
Now we’re doomed to organizing walk-in closets like tombs
Silent film stars stuck in talking cinema life
So let’s fade away together one dream at a time
It’s the only reason that I sing
I don’t believe a word you say but I can’t stop listening
This is the story of how they met
Her picture was on the back of a pack of cigarettes
When she touched him he turned ruby red
A story that they’ll never forget
Never forget
And all the boys are smoking menthols
Girls are getting back rubs
I will appear to you if you if you make yourself shake fast enough
My old aches become new again
My old friends become exes again
Where did the party go?
We’re ending it on the phone
I’m not gonna go home alone
Where did the party go?
I know I expect too much
And not enough all at once
You know I only wanted fun then you got me all f***ed up on love
Oh I looked for your name on the Ouija Board
And your naked magic oh dear lord
You and me are the difference between real love and the love on TV
We were the kids who screamed
“We weren’t the same,”
In sweaty rooms
Now we’re doomed to organizing walk-in closets like tombs
Silent film stars stuck in talking cinema life
So let’s fade away together one dream at a time