Luyện nghe bài hát Fifteen

Hate friends 'cos they're the only ones
That you want to die
And make their scene
The priss and preen, they'll get it right

The mirror on the living wall
Ain't been too kind you hit grade four
But the last thing he'll say tonight
Just put your things
You know it's not your time

the boy you got
He's the ticket stub that won a prize
And and there's no hard sell he's got a face
Came from a fight

But he answers [unverified]
And he's under six tall
But honestly the last thing say tonight
put your things away
You know it's just not your

big and dumb like a dagwood dog
His jeans never fit right
But a razor blade cut
And a feeling in your gut says
ain't no way to disguise it

Hate friends 'cos they're the only ones
That you want to die
And make their scene
The and preen, they'll never get it right

The who shine so bright
Are made or come Friday night
But honestly the last thing he'll say
Just put your away
You know it's just not

He's big and like a dagwood dog
His jeans fit quite right
But there's a blade cut
And a feeling in gut that says
ain't no way to disguise it

But honestly the thing he'll say tonight
Just put things away
You know it's just not your
the way we're gonna get it right