Luyện nghe bài hát I Just SighedI Just Sighed, Just So You Know

and foremost,
Let it be said,
I am writing at 7: 10am,
On the dry tarmac of a vacant forecourt.
speaking it's the first day of Autumn,
But the sun is hanging round like hungover.
knock the garage down and build flats where I sit.
The traffic's so persistent it barely registers and it like a mix between petrol and dog shit.

Just let me be the one that keeps track of the on your back.
I sighed,
The universe
"Let this you by".

Sometimes it's just enough to I keep him on his toes.
Is he as sympathetic as me to the untimely demise of your synthetic
I've displayed proposals on the Jumbotrons of ballgames you've not been at,
I've eulogies in guestbooks at galleries in the hope that you might pass.

Just let me be the one that keeps of the moles on your back.
I sighed,
The universe
"Let this you by".

and barefoot,
Chats to me at the door.
He;
Boyfriend,
Inside's a saint, a martyr.
Me;
Rolling,
on the floor,
Stared pulled from my thoracic wall.
When I hold sea to my ears I'm pretty sure I can hear you.

He gave a gift of the book of love poems,
Annotated the ones he applied the most.
Not gonna win you round prose;
If should know,
Then it's I know.
Girl,
must be the reason you let it slip,
Went to the of sending the message.
Six months of visceral wheels,
carnivores to make you seem less of a deal.

Just let me be the one that keeps of the moles on your back.
I sighed,
The replied:
"Let this you by".

I promise after this I pick up the phone book and choose the name that my eyes fall upon on their first look.
Aim all of my poorly composed there in the future.
I'm so sorry to have put you through a lifetime of that you never desired.

...But this one bludgeons me over the head...
I'm a little bit and I mean just a little bit,
No in denial,
Only coquettish.
I'm fifteen years old and my parents' son,
Like I barely survived a school education.
prettier now that you've grown your hair long,
I'm a slip of a man I cut mine all off.

Please just let me be the one to keep track of the freckles and the on your back.