Luyện nghe bài hát Heavy Rotation

There's a story us on the radio.
I it blare everywhere I go.
Or is it in my imagination,
That catchy, sad on every station?
Is it my own pain in heavy rotation?

Who our sorrow sound so sweet,
my heart, animating my feet,
Turning sleepless night to burst,
all the best feelings out of the worst?

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

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

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

There's a about us on the radio,
Who arranged or produced or or mixed it, I don't know.
I guess I like to 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 eyes to take in the
That this singer has of me and you.
He or she is me,
a story about us.