Luyện nghe bài hát Good Grief

So, would you little maniacs like to do first?

Watching through my
through my fingers

Shut my and count to ten
It in one ear out the other
One ear out the
Burning bright right the end
Now you'll be missing the photographs
Missing the photographs

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

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

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

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

through my fingers
Watching my fingers

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

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

Every minute and hour
I miss you, I miss you, I you more
Every stumble and each
I miss you, I miss you, I miss you

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

Every 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
Watching through my fingers, through my fingers
Cause every minute and every

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