Luyện nghe bài hát Grace

I think I met you on the floor
When I stood on Margot's sill
Or maybe it was in the war
When I lost my middle

I don't love you it just looks that way
Radio lover serial killer
And he says inevitable
She says call me

I think I met you on the ward
You me juggle my life
Or maybe it was in some naphthalene
Roman and wine

I don't love you it just looks that way
Radio meets serial killer
And he it's inevitable
She call me Grace

I think I met you on row
in Louisiana
Or maybe it was at
You were to Cancun

I don't love you it just looks that way
Radio lover meets serial
And he says it's
She call me Grace

I think I met you at Graceland
That was me torching your
Or maybe it was in the
I was the one with the

I really love you it just looks that way
Radio lover meets serial
And he says inevitable
She call me Grace