Luyện nghe bài hát I Hate Pretending

I thought a moment spoke so well
As the second you tried to be kind
over the telephone ringing
Looking for your voice on the

There was an orange girl with her knees crossed
Sitting on the carpeted
She was holding onto the
And I was doing I was told

There was an cop
Parked across the road
You away from the window
But you better move

And yeah, I was there for a minute, I swear
And I know he see me
Or doesn't care

And I hate pretending I'm you
I hate I'm like you

So cut out the fire with scars
Hanging all the lions on the
Searching through the piles of
Filling all the pockets with

There was an cop
Parked right the road
Step from the window
But you better slow

And yeah, I was only there for a minute, I
And I know he see me
Or doesn't care

And just what it was like
And for one
Oh a moment of fame

I was just along for the ride
Do you him?
in the art of persuasion

There was an cop
Parked right across the
He's looking at me
And I think better go

And I'm for the door
And I'm off the light
And we look we just got here
been here all night, alright