Luyện nghe bài hát La Amoureux

Lover, me
For weeks waited for your return
My head down, eyes to the
My guess is a sure thing, you won't be

Thank you for a month's of wooing
Your warm lips and my body for
Six shades of mischievous
Sprinting through your skinny

It's no wonder my sense of
Is no better a sailor in weather
So as to spill your guts
The sea up just enough
To keep head up

Lover, me
For weeks waited for your return
My down, eyes to the ground
My guess is a sure thing, you be back

You've all but me
For days I pray for you to
I won't try to relive the
I had I had you

La amoureux me
With eyes so soft and a labored cough she
Don't near me
God dammit, I am my colors of warning
I am sorry,

I'm just so sick of
You smile as I my dive
Hands on hips, lips
to one side

Lover, me
For weeks waited for your return
My head down, to the ground
My is a sure thing, you won't be back

all but consumed me
For I pray for you to burn
I try to relive the nightlife
I had I had you

And six shades that I spoke of
Are just acts you try to off
Just as a
Swallowing the you need

Yet you what won't repeat
All demands what I've been
Your like a tragedy suffering from sun
I will cut off never to be turned back on

Lover, me
(I will cut off never to be turned back on)
all but consumed me
(I will cut myself off to be turned back on)
Lover, me
(I will cut off never to be turned back on)

end up, starved out in some attic
Alone and afraid watching reruns of past
hair falling out in heaps
The bridges burned, the ashes you keep