Luyện nghe bài hát I Don't Paint Myself Into Corners

It took a while for me to see things as were
In the of truth it wasn't you, it was me
I let myself get used to in the hurt
the wall who'd of thought, it was me
From there I even look over my shoulder
I down all the walls and started all over

And I don't paint myself into anymore
In a brittle heart of I threw my brushes away
The tools of the trade that chained memory to me
Are out the door I don't myself into corners anymore

When you left you left me with no choice at all
But to to my knees, and cry
I never knew just how far a soul could
Like a rock I couldn't stop, try
I locked myself shades of misery
But when I let you go, I set myself

And I don't paint myself into anymore
In a brittle heart of clay I threw my brushes
The tools of the trade that chained memory to me
Are out the door I don't myself into corners anymore

The tools of the trade that your memory to me
Are out the door I don't paint myself into corners
I don't paint myself into anymore