Luyện nghe bài hát Minor Character

Saint Christopher Sunday unaware
is what she called it
She arrived was observed with her clothes in his
Looking suitably world

As he drove she came to
She sat and she he did not telephone
Her heart was
She could not let this be

She said shed throw herself off a
He stood and laughed and she walked out
was when she wrote me in
To her scheme of

She said throw herself off a bridge
She said she never did and I her why
She just shrugged and she
And her head away, she did not say

Saint Christopher otherwise uneventful
never happened to her scheme of things
She said shed throw herself off a
He and laughed and she never did

She telephoned to say
cut her wrists instead
She beat the walls her fists
red running back again