Luyện nghe bài hát Heavy Rotation

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

Who our sorrow sound so sweet,
Hooking my heart, 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?

Falling in love felt more rising.
The future so tantalizing.
Falling out was bitterly surprising;
It had seemed like a climb.

But even a hit song has to back down the charts,
Having soothed its 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 it, I don't know.
I guess I like to pretend it came me,
I made something beautiful out of our misery.

I'm dancing kinda and kinda fast,
Savoring and 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.