Luyện nghe bài hát Bridge City Rose

You didn't know, you stand
To watch it all slip your hands
The wayward angel, your promised
burnt to the ground
Stone-drunk on
The is like some trick to me
When a comes from your balcony
But no one's
So your fight, break down the door
Endless waging war
Against yourself on the bathroom
it out

Now I'm on the bed, her hair's
My face is wet, her face is
From years and bitter scorn
And a love
I don't cause you grief
And I don't wanna the lead
Hey little girl, all I see
Is you off
Clenching thirst and heavy
Naked as the we met
You it up to me I guess
But I'm on the draw

So while the poor boys sit lonesome at the last
And the shy stare down at their toes
I'll make way for that
And the mean coming
I get tired walking these alone
And I call her my Bridge City
Yeah, I'll call her my City Rose

The on her windowsill
Her crystal moons and family
Jawbone treasures, beatnik
And blood-red mulled
The sweetgum hanging
books I bought but never read
Can I lay low here, can I stop
And for a while?
'Cause I can't remember the time
I drawn in neon lights
Say come up the water's fine
And the half off

But before you find yourself torn lovers
Or stuck wearing yesterday's clothes
Best make way for that
And her sweet spirit
glass against any old stone
Yeah, I called her my City Rose
Yeah, I called her my Bridge Rose