Luyện nghe bài hát Cliche

One more game, one more
One more orchestrated song and
be up front and speak his peace
And ask for her time to put heads together
And try to make the unwind

And it home
That it's time to his move
Or time to turn and walk away
So he plays old cliche

Silent tears, heart
our prima donna plies her art
Defenses of defenses of faultless
she's only asking him
To her make the knot unwind

And if the next words
Leaving her lips could
If he'd go or if he'd
She would that old cliche

Who makes up the rules for the
Haven't we been down this before?
Isn't anything here?
Certainly there be something more

are the words, where are the words
Where are the
Where are the words, are the words
Where are the

And it's not worth singing about
It seems so everyday
we play that old cliche

And here sit I, one man
I vivisect and then to know
All it ever gets me is an ache in my
somebody help me
To try to the knot unwind

And I say what I say when I
There's really left to say
I play that old cliche
Throw that old cliche