Luyện nghe bài hát I Fought The Broad (And The Broad Won)

Words they shoot off of tongue
meet my and I must say
you become now so courageous,
no longer polite and
if your mind meet your mouth's movement
you might something to say
you touch the - I touch the phone
and into it this is I will scream

Operator, operator can you me
I think the is dead on my side
Transistor, transistor I hear you in
don't let the words break this is my

stops the car shows movement
from the fight breathes within
you stretched your tongue now I see it
I see for what it is
now my heart to movements
of hand slipping away
you touch the blade - I touch the
and into it this is what I scream

So bite your tongue, your
every breath you exhales arguments
are the fights that are shaping me up and open or shy [x4]

This is the I was singing
to the beat of my as I walk away, walk away

Whoa...[x2]

And I'm not brain dead, I'm shy