Luyện nghe bài hát Books and Letters

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

sit through months away from home without you.
And 4, 000 miles is all I need,
For you to realize you need.
But clean cut and exposed,
And never felt more at home.
But I'll pretend there's something more in your town.

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

I'm books through letters,
That I'm sure never read.
I'm through a postcard,
To find any of me.
But you've thoughts of me,
And Letters
For this new life comes cheap.
And I can pray it falls beneath your feet.

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

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

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

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