Luyện nghe bài hát Haircut

I saw your in a storefront:
The choppy and perfect bangs.
I loved the way it framed the cheekbones,
The expression on her face.

So I went and tried to buy it,
But I got told not for sale.
I got embarrassed and I the sales clerk.
I stole the wig and ran hell.

And I I would come and show you,
So I kept running towards house;
Then I remembered I don't have your
(At least not the one you at now).

So I home to get collected,
To let the red flush my face.
I took out my and I sketched you smiling.
I to think of you that way.

Then I put your haircut in my
to your t-shirts and your cards.
I the lights out and I sunk in, slowly,
Counting and breathing hard.

But when it comes way too quickly,
And it busts apart the faith grown:
See, I can't stop myself from you,
So I I won't.