Luyện nghe bài hát Classic Cars

She was a real royal lady, true of the arts
Said the best country die in the back of classic cars
So if I got too hungry for a suitcase or guitar
To think of them, all alone in the

So I laid some nights beside her in a bed for a queen
She I kissed her different, that all the men her age were mean
me anything I wanted, oh, the generosity
I took all that I could, it was

Now the sky is a torn up denim and the just splattered paint
Its a room Im renovating, its a I got to change
If I get out of California, Im going back to my state
To tell all that I made a mistake

And I keep looking for that blindfold faith, lighting candles to a saint
Who wants the laugh at the fly trapped in the windowsill tape
You can go right out your mind trying to
From the panicked of day to day
If you understand something, then its best to be afraid

The whole world, it loves you if you are a chic
Intersecting circles, she hang with anyone
But conducting business, she would lie about where shes from
Saying, "Life is how it is, not how it was"

I learned to listen, felt like I was at school
talk forever about the phases of the moon
Saying, "Everything's a cycle, youve got to let it to you
And when it does, you will what to do"

Without knowing, I guess I took up her advice
Painted her front door, it a suitable goodbye
Its not that often but I of her sometimes
Just something quaint, a couple ships in the

And they keep moving at a pace, turning circles in a memory maze
I a new cast of the death mask that's gonna cover my face
I had to change the combination to the
it all behind a wall, let people wait
And never trust a heart so bent, it cant break