Luyện nghe bài hát For You

Princess cards she sends me her regards
Barroom eyes shine vacancy, to see her you gotta hard
Wounded deep in battle, I stand stuffed like some soldier
To her Cheshire smile, I'll stand on file, all I ever wanted
But you let your blue walls get in the way of facts
Honey, get your off my back
You even give me time to cover my tracks
You said, "Here's your and your ball and jacks"
But they're not what I came for, and I'm you see that too

(CHORUS) I came for you, for you, I for you
But you did not need my
I came for you, for you, I for you
But life was one long emergency
And cloud line urges me
And my surges free

Crawl my ambulance, your pulse is getting weak
yourself all now to me, girl, while you've got the strength to speak
'Cause waiting for you at Bellevue with their oxygen masks
But I could give it all to you now, if only you ask
And don't call for your surgeon, even he says too late
It's not your lungs this time, it's your heart holds your fate
Don't me my money, honey, I don't want it back
You and your pony and your Union Jack
Well, your local joker and teach him how to act
I swear I was never way, even when I really cracked
Didn't you I knew that you were born with the power of a locomotive
Able to leap tall buildings in a bound?
And your Chelsea suicide with no apparent
You could laugh and cry in a single

And your is devastating in the face of all these odds
Remember how I kept you waiting when it was my to be the god?

You were not quite half so proud I found you broken on the beach
Remember how I salt on your tongue and hung just out of reach
And the band, they played the homecoming as I caressed your cheek
That ragged, melody, she still clings to me like a leech
But that medal you wore on chest always got in the way
Like a little girl with a so soft to buy her way
We were both but you had your ear tuned to the roar
Of some metal-tempered engine on an alien, shore
So you left to find a better reason the one we were living for
And it's not that nursery mouth that I back for
not the way you're stretched out on the floor
'Cause broken all your windows and I've rammed through all your doors
And who am I to ask you to my sores?
And you know that's true

(REPEAT CHORUS)