Luyện nghe bài hát A Bottle Of Red, A Bottle Of Spite

She out the window
Counts raindrops until
sees her crying
While Sting about the breath you take
She'll take fighting
Run head first into a brick
Cause what kill her
Makes it all just seem closer

She needs a crutch, needs a
a rush infatuation
She needs a way to feel the that she once did
He needs a lot less than she to be
Too to handle
He won't say
Just leaving her in the

The tension thicker
The helps to counter-act the pain
Her whine him crazy, so crazy that he's about to break
To throw out his
just seem to beg the question
Is really worth it?
A risk he's not willing to take

So she says, "To my face, I'm cutting off my nose for you
I know you'd do the same too
Revel in what you'll out
You me for a fool this time
Good luck with all future tries."

So now it's
Say goodbye to the chance that was once your reach
Kiss farewell to your loss, to lack of decency
You'll never know what you missed, what you could found in me
Insincere is the word to describe you from me