Luyện nghe bài hát Broken Mess

He sleep, he can't eat
He keeps thinking about her behind the locked of her bedroom
As she knowingly tortures the shell that is left of her
And did he do to deserve
whore of a wife who parades her disgrace to his face now
When he loved her and gave up his life in more than she knows how
And all I can say is

Love is a terrible art, it's a in the heart
That can drag you on broken
And as you protest the shards in your
The hook tears out your chest until you're a broken mess

Where is God in rot?
Depraved she commits the most heinous of and breaks her vows
But he her despite all the crimes she devises in his house
Where is God? been taught
That He's close to the broken, true I have spoken with Him some
I look in my brother's eyes I can see where his love comes from
And all he can say is

Love is a art, it's a hook in the heart
That can you on broken glass
And as you protest the shards in your
The hook tears out your until you're just a broken mess

But he has on her lover and does not bleed him dry
A credit to his self control if it were me that would probably die

Love is a beautiful thing, she can make your sing
When you're walking on broken
She will your eyes, make your heart feel alive
Point you toward the
Help you all this broken mess behind

Love is a thing
Will you leave this broken mess