Luyện nghe bài hát Cheatercheaterbestfriendeater

Yeah, you sure broke my heart week,
you said you had slept with him.
I know you called, I got all.

La, da, da, da, da, da.

Girl, you better love you got,
you go and give it away.

But, don't say I don't know you.
'Cause, oh, I know, all your type.
You're the type of girl, that all day, and talks all night.
And, oh, I know, that you are sad
I feel bad.
'Cause, after three text messages, four missed calls,
You slept with my best friend.

Yeah, you got a lot of nerve,
To say that was all my fault.
I you called, I got them all.

La, da, da, da, da, da.

Girl, you better love ya got,
you go, and give it away.

But, don't say that I don't you.
'Cause, oh, I know, all about type.
the type of girl, that texts all day, and talks all night.
And, oh, I know, that you are sad
I don't bad.
'Cause, even after three messages, four missed calls,
You slept with my best friend.

So, I sing, rain, rain, go away, come again day.
When I say, it's okay, to a little hell to pay.
And, every single time you make your way into my
The move to minutes,
The days turn, weeks.
And, I know, so cool, but I must be a fool.
For taking you in, and you win control of my heart.
And every time you make your way into my sheets,
The hours to minutes,
The days turn weeks.

Rain, rain, go away, come again day.
I say, it's okay, to give a little hell, to pay.
And, every single time you make way into my sheets
The move to minutes,
The turn, into weeks.
And I know, so cool, but I must be a fool.
For taking you in and letting you win of my heart.
And, every single time you your way into my sheets,
The hours to minutes,
The turn into weeks.

Oh, I know, all your type.
You're the of girl, that texts all day, and talks all night.
And, oh, I know, that you are sad, I don't feel bad
'Cause, even three text messages, four missed calls,
You slept with my best friend.