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

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

Operator, operator can you me
I think the line is dead on my
Transistor, I hear you fade in
don't let the words this is my life

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

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

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

Whoa...[x2]

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