Luyện nghe bài hát History of Lovers

Louise only got me innocent poetry
Although she to not listen
But I can hear myself speak as if no one else
Ever could the same

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

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

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

they saw in me innocent poetry
Some, some say they'll never be
But still been written, a history of lovers
and taken 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
came the knock at the door

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