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

She out the window
raindrops until tomorrow
Today her crying
While Sting sings about the you take
take fighting chances
Run head first a brick wall
Cause what doesn't her
Makes it all just seem closer

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

The gets thicker
The wine helps to the pain
Her whine makes him crazy, so crazy that he's to break
To throw out his
Would just seem to beg the
Is this worth it?
A risk sure not willing to take

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

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