Luyện nghe bài hát Good Grief

So, what would you maniacs like to do first?

through my fingers
Watching through my

my eyes and count to ten
It goes in one ear out the
One ear out the
Burning bright right the end
Now you'll be missing from the
from the photographs

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

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

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

Every minute and every
I you, I miss you, I miss you more!
Every and each misfire
I miss you, I you, I miss you more!

through my fingers
Watching through my

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

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

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

You have to excuse me
I've lost control of all my
And you might have to me
I've lost control of all my
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

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

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