Luyện nghe bài hát History of Lovers

Louise only got me innocent poetry
she played to not listen
But still I can myself speak as if no one else
Ever offer the same

Some say she tasts like a recipe
Although so and willing
I said Babe I can you bend as if wanting to
Bow as the curtain down

Coddle some men, they'll remember you
'em, they'll come back for more
I my Louise would she leave and so cripple me
Then came a at the door

"I came for my woman," he came a razor blade
Bound like us all for the
I hope that she's I'm blamed for the death of
A man who would her from me

Some saw in me innocent poetry
Some, some say they'll be certain
But still it's been written, a of lovers
Given and in ink

Coddle some men, remember you fittingly
Cut 'em, they'll back for more
I asked my would she leave and so cripple me
Then came the knock at the

came to rescue me, missing the irony
Blood made her heart its beating
I hope that she's happy I'm for the death of
The man she better than me