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,
catchy, sad song on every station?
Is it only my own in heavy rotation?

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

I'm dancing to the of my grief,
Spilling out of relief,
you with joy,
Thanks to this boy--
Or is it a she, me?

Falling in felt more like rising.
The future so tantalizing.
Falling out again was bitterly
It had like a one-way climb.

But a hit song has to slip back down the charts,
soothed its share of shattered hearts.
We endure the stops so we can the starts,
Highs and lows out by time--
Cruel, time.

a story about us on the radio,
Who arranged or produced or wrote or mixed it, I know.
I I like to pretend it came from me,
That I made something out of our misery.

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