Luyện nghe bài hát Less Than Three

And from the office my heart is breaking from within neon walls.
And the living room the heart it breaks, and drips, drops, falls.
And for the whose little black shoes leave tracks, teeth scars and ultra-violet skin.
I watch this erupt into this hall:

Oh now, I'd tell you,
if my broken can stand this.
(What could mean?)
What this mean is, darling,
if I I would,
I'd you a bit of my heartache.

And the orchestra's rag tune is heard from a veneer wall.
Until all that's left is the pianist's grin to stuff of sobs.
Of the boys and girls that he once held to his satin heart,
he now is something new, failure.