Luyện nghe bài hát Conversations With Emily

Hey pretty, what's on mind?
Nothing here, an endless
Fed up and sick, of me
My thin boy voice ruins

Oh, sweetheart, say such things
We don't know, listening
Don't talk, don't
silently walk on by

My Emily "Oh lad
What has she
To my darling boy?
My late night someone"

I wish you here to kiss me
And scream damn it lad, I need you
Emily rolls in bed and says
"Is it so bad?"

Hey pretty, are you sad?
Questions, I not ask
Fed up and sick, tired of
Such simple things, I

Oh sweetheart, say such things
We don't know, who's
The only that can fill this gap
Is the one who doesn't me back

My says "Oh lad
How long can last?"
As long as it takes to get attention
So safe at

I wish you were to hold me
And scream, "Damn it lad, I you back"
rolls over in bed and says
"You want that"

So my advice to you
should've turned out different
But it
So get it

But don't you find it
That one glowing
My boy
It won't snow where she is