Luyện nghe bài hát Done

I was every hit from you
you drive by shooting son of a bitch, and I'm
Oh whoa, I'm

Who told you you rewrite the rules, and do you
really take me for a goddamn 'cause I'm done,
Oh whoa, I'm

And you can drag me out before some
If that's you have to do to feel like you can punish me
but I can't, I can't, I can't, I can't keep the anymore
With your dogs, your dogs, at my door

You've been puncing my weaknesses, my name
you all your time trying to place your blame, and I'm done
Ohhh, I'm

I used to think I owed the best part of me to soothe the in your life and the cracks in your seams I'm done
Oh whoa, I'm done.

And I'm sorry that you don't like your
I fought for my own victories and for the in my life
My joy, my joy, my joy takes from you
no, my joy, my joy nothing from you

[guitar

Well, you criticize my numbers, you out the rules
wait for me to fuck up, and find yourself proof
and I'm
Oh whoa, I'm done.

You just soak in the hatred of a sorry
yeah, you hide decorum and a fake smile,
and I'm
Oh whoa, I'm

And you can drag me out before a judge in
if what you have to do to feel like you can punish me
but I can't, I can't, I can't, I keep the peace anymore
With doubts, with your doubts, in my door

Well I can't, I can't, I can't, I can't keep the anymore
your dogs, with your dogs, at my door