You won't steal my poor heart again 你不会再偷我可怜的心脏

You won't steal my poor heart again 你不会再偷我可怜的心脏

You won't steal my tape recorder 你不会偷我的录音机

I'll call the Lord and he'll put you in the pen 我会打电话给上帝，他就会把你的笔

You won't steal that thing again 你不会再偷那个东西

   

I didn't even know your name or what was your game 我什至不知道你的名字或者是什么游戏

But stealin' things has sure brought you to fame 但stealin “事情已经肯定给你带来了成名

I wanna know if you stole mine 我想知道，如果你偷矿

It was one of a kind and I'm sayin' if you're to blame 这是其中的一种，我说如果你要怪

Your life will never be the same 你的生活将不会同过去一样

   

I can't track you anymore 我不能再跟踪你

Detective work has sure become a bore 侦探工作已经确定成为了孔

So tell me what you did with it 所以，告诉我你做了它是什么

And stop this shit, give up yourself 并停止这种狗屎，就放弃自己

Before they come knockin' at your door 他们来敲响你的门之前，

   

You won't steal my poor heart again 你不会再偷我可怜的心脏

You won't steal my poor heart again 你不会再偷我可怜的心脏

When I feel the blade of that Cupid sword 当我感到丘比特的剑刀片

I'll call the Lord and he'll put you in the pen 我会打电话给上帝，他就会把你的笔

You won't steal that thing again 你不会再偷那个东西

You won't steal my poor heart again 你不会再偷我可怜的心脏