Luyện nghe bài hát Brown Boxes

I've got notion
That out is better
Than this
If she complains I let her

Tell me to do
And if she to argue
I'll remind her that through

A late
And Post-it and marker
Were it not
Her black eye would be

And all these brown
Haven't helped me one bit
In empty rooms they sit

Stay that's where they will
I never say
I never say, "This is over"

I've got this
Humble from woolen
It's pretty stupid but nonetheless pack it

And box cutters too dull
wise I'd end it all
There's still in the hall

And stay, that's where will stay
I could never any other blame
And how you even go
On living if it's so unintentional? I'd like to