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

She stares out the
Counts raindrops until
sees her crying
While Sting about the breath you take
take fighting chances
Run head into a brick wall
Cause what doesn't her
it all just seem much closer

She a crutch, needs a crush
With a infatuation
She needs a way to feel the same she once did
He a lot less than she seems to be
Too much to
He say much
Just her in the dark

The tension gets
The wine to counter-act the pain
Her makes him crazy, so crazy that he's about to break
To out his morals
Would just to beg the question
Is this worth it?
A risk he's sure not to take

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

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