Luyện nghe bài hát Cliche

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

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

Silent tears, heart
our prima donna plies her art
Defenses of of faultless design
Still she's asking him
To help her make the unwind

And if the very words
Leaving her lips decide
If he'd go or if he'd
She play that old cliche

Who up the rules for the world?
Haven't we down this road before?
Isn't anything here?
Certainly must be something more

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

And it's almost not worth about
It so everyday anyway
Still we play old cliche

And sit I, one man show
I and then pretend to know
All it ever gets me is an in my mind
Can't help me
To try to the knot unwind

And I say what I say I know
There's really left to say
Then I play that old
Throw away old cliche