Luyện nghe bài hát Empty

She lifts her skirt up to her
Walks through the garden rows her bare feet, laughing
I never to count my blessings
I choose instead to in my disasters
I walk on down the through grass, grown tall and brown
And still its hard somehow to let go of my
On past the busted back of that old and rusted
sinks into this field, collecting rain
Will I feel this way
So empty, so

And of these cut-throat sunsets
These cold and damp quiet mornings, I grown weary
If through my cracked and dime-store lips
I spoke words out loud would no one hear me
Lay your blouse across the
Let fall the flowers from from your
And me with that country mouth, so plain
Outside, the rain is tapping on the
To me it sounds like they're applauding us, the quiet we've made
Will I always this way
So empty, so

Well, I looked my in the eyes
Laid bare my chest, said "Do best, destroy me
You see, I've been to hell and back so times
I admit you kind of bore me"
There's a lot of things that can a man
There's a lot of to die
Listen, some already did that walked me
There's a lot of things I don't
Why so many lie
It's their I hide that fuels the fire inside me
Will I always this way
So empty, so