Luyện nghe bài hát 8th Ave and Maine

Do ever why we play these games?
Cause I always have to be to blame.
Don't like walking along the edge of knife
Some are so bad that you got to do em twice
Aint right?
Do you ever get lonely against the grain?
You know that I feel the same.
Burning than the falling angels tonight
But itll all be over by the morning
Could be bitter the blues or sweeter than the sugar cane.
I remember the day you walked on by,
I went crazy, my mind.
Never could the stones to apologize.
Hope that ya know when I look you in the eye.
Do ya get lonely sometimes with what's his name?
I'll be back way again.
You burning hotter than the falling angels that night
And it was all by the morning light.
It was bitter like the blues but sweeter than cane.
out the thieves are not princes.
Junkies kings.
Get on get a black rose and a ring.
wolves now they don't treat you right,
You can't do that any given night.
Do you ever get lonely livin outta
Maybe we can change
Burning hotter than the falling angels
And it'll all be by the morning light
Whether its bitter like the blues it's than the sugar cane