Luyện nghe bài hát Heavy Rotation

There's a about us on the radio.
I hear it blare I go.
Or is it in my imagination,
That catchy, sad song on station?
Is it only my own pain in heavy

Who made our sound so sweet,
Hooking my heart, my feet,
Turning night to endorphin burst,
Spinning all the best feelings out of the

I'm to the soundtrack of my grief,
out tears of relief,
Remembering you joy,
Thanks to honey-voiced boy--
Or is it a she, me?

Falling in love more like rising.
The looked so tantalizing.
Falling out was bitterly surprising;
It had like a one-way climb.

But even a hit song has to slip back the charts,
Having its share of shattered hearts.
We endure the so we can embrace the starts,
Highs and lows smoothed out by
Cruel, time.

a story about us on the radio,
Who or produced or wrote or mixed it, I don't know.
I guess I like to it came from me,
That I something beautiful out of our misery.

I'm dancing kinda slow and fast,
Savoring and my past,
Closing my eyes to in the view
That this has opened of me and you.
He or she is me,
With a story us.