Luyện nghe bài hát Mad At Myself

I'm so mad at myself,
For giving in to what I want, again.
That we felt,
We it love, you called it off
And I been so mad at myself.

I got this old girl, I know she's to play me.
She's like a Honda, these I drive Mercedes.
a killer, try to get inside my head,
Try to give her wine and bread, but she the blood I bled.

Playing chess, ain't no way I'm gonna fair.
She's playing like the vixen in my nightmares.
So greedy, that girl is so needy,
I'm the king of this game, but I think she beat me.

I should have let you in,
I a hit of something,
High for this feeling call love.

I'm so mad at myself,
For in to what I want, never again.
feeling we felt,
We it love, you called it off
And I been so mad at myself.

So mad, so mad,
So mad at myself.
So mad, so mad.

I've got your in my head, feels like I'm singing it wrong.
Then again nothing worse than being addicted to a bad song.
She's a fiend for attention, and I'm a guilty
High for this feeling call love.

I'm so mad at myself,
For in to what I want, never again.
feeling we felt,
We called it love, you it off
And I never so mad at myself.

So mad, so mad,
So mad at myself.
So mad, so mad.

Test me you can, while you can test me.
She said she likes the edge, but then she me.
You know how to make it hard, to away.

I'm so mad at myself,
For in to what I want, never again.
That we felt,
We it love, you called it off
And I been so mad at myself.
For in to what I want, never again.
feeling we felt,
We called it love, you it off
And I been so mad at myself.

So mad at myself.