Luyện nghe bài hát Good Grief

So, what would you little like to do first?

Watching through my
through my fingers

Shut my eyes and to ten
It goes in one ear out the
One ear out the
Burning right till the end
Now be missing from the photographs
Missing the photographs

Watching my fingers...
Watching my fingers...

In my thoughts far away and you are whistling a melody
a melody
Crystallizing clear as day, oh I can you so easily
Picture you so

gonna be left of the world if you're not in it
What's gonna be left of the oh

Every and every hour
I miss you, I you, I miss you more!
Every stumble and each
I miss you, I you, I miss you more!

through my fingers
Watching my fingers

Caught off guard by your favorite
I'll be at a funeral, dancing at a funeral
in the clothes you love
It's such a shame we had to see them
Shame we had to see them

gonna be left of the world if you're not in it
What's gonna be of the world oh

minute and every hour
I miss you, I miss you, I you more
stumble and each misfire
I you, I miss you, I miss you more

You might have to me
I've control of all my senses
And you have to excuse me
I've lost of all my words
So get drunk, me a fool, put me in my place, put me in my place
Pick me up, up off the floor, put me in my place, put me in my

Every minute and hour
I miss you, I miss you, I you more
Every stumble and each
I miss you, I you, I miss you more
Watching my fingers, watching through my fingers
Cause every minute and hour

(I you, I miss you, I miss you more...)