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 is left of her bridegroom
And what did he do to
This whore of a wife who parades her disgrace to his now
When he her and gave up his life in more ways than she knows how
And all I 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 in your flesh
The hook tears out your chest until just a broken mess

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

Love is a terrible art, it's a in the heart
That can you on broken glass
And as you protest the in your flesh
The hook out your chest 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 monster would probably die

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

Love is a thing
Will you leave this mess behind?