Luyện nghe bài hát Books and Letters

With head held high,
Pretend that you're without me.
And I'm better now I'm without your fears.
And write this down, sound it out.
And pretend there's more left in your town.

I'll sit through months from home without you.
And 4, 000 away is all I need,
For you to realize you need.
But you're cut and exposed,
And I've felt more at home.
But I'll pretend there's something more left in town.

I'm in and out of love,
Finally stopping we were made of.
"Oh, done."
By I'll have you on your knees,
Come August and lie right through your teeth.
And it's oh so typical but I need.

I'm writing through letters,
I'm sure you'll never read.
I'm through a postcard,
To any trace of me.
But you've thoughts of me,
And Letters
For new life that comes cheap.
And I can only it falls beneath your feet.

I'm in and out of love,
Finally stopping what we were of.
"Oh, done."
By summer I'll you on your knees,
Come August and you'll lie right through teeth.
And oh so typical but what I need.

done it's just what I need,
(I'm in and out of love.)
(You and...) Your violent to come clean.

I'm in and out of love,
Finally stopping what we made of.
"Oh, done."
By I'll have you on your knees,
Come August and you'll lie right through teeth.
And it's oh so typical but I need.

"You're done."
It's just what I