Luyện nghe bài hát Against My Better Judgement

With appetites for arguments
You me of a secret
I was never to tell

The is up - the veredict's in
Everybody's right - everybody
you know you were a saint
What a shameful fall grace
But catch you
waiting for
That they can hold on to
While over our own words
To self-dug for an excuse to fall
every failure's
Just as sweet as the

As a dream
When there are cares
So the of a fool
When there are words
The sun it summer in winter
you know we wear the same
The same pretentious
trade for awhile - I'm so curious