Luyện nghe bài hát No Sense

Are we not speaking?
words leave such a bitter taste
Yes, I meant to you
But it was never meant to go as far as
And still I can make no sense out of these things I do
And I still put myself through this of hell
put you through it too

Yes, I I started it
But you say those things you say
I thought people were meant to learn by their mistakes
But it never to work out that way
Nothing's ever enough for me or good enough for you
So I still drag myself through this of hell
Just to drag you it too

on the dancefloor
Blood from the glass
No ever given, no favours ever asked
strange kind of communion
As these words are played
are the promises we made