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 called it love, you it off
And I never so mad at myself.

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

Playing chess, no way I'm gonna fight fair.
She's playing tricks like the in my nightmares.
So greedy, that girl is so needy,
I'm the king of this game, but I think she just 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 giving in to I want, never again.
That 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.

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

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.

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 she pushed me.
You know how to make it hard, to away.

I'm so mad at myself,
For giving in to 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 it love, you called it off
And I been so mad at myself.

So mad at myself.