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

She out the window
Counts raindrops until
Today sees her
While Sting sings the breath you take
She'll fighting chances
Run head into a brick wall
Cause doesn't kill her
Makes it all just seem much

She needs a crutch, a crush
a rush infatuation
She needs a way to feel the that she once did
He needs a lot less than she to be
Too much to
He say much
leaving her in the dark

The tension thicker
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 seem to beg the
Is really worth it?
A risk he's not willing to take

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

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