Luyện nghe bài hát Old Haunts

A bomb, you are a mystery
Exploded, sparkling quiet
My heart packed all my misery, baby
To fingertips that might
And all along you knew my story, you
And all long I carried yours
Your was mixed wine and robbery, baby
And left us wanting more

So don't sing me songs about the good times
Those days are gone and you just let them go
And God the man who says
If you'd have known me
Old haunts are for forgotten
Old are for forgotten ghosts

Cherry bomb, your is surgery
what you don't regard
And breath felt like a funeral, baby
you were packing up your car
And with the window
I hear your mouth
You everything
And wore all old welcomes out
And shame on you, my
You sold youth away
Memories are ships
That would be saved

So don't sing me your songs about the times
Those are gone and you should just let them go
And God the man who says
If you'd known me when
Old haunts are for forgotten
Old are for forgotten ghosts

And shame, shame, shame, on you
You your mind and heart and youth
Just like a
And shame, shame, shame, on you
You kept mind and heart and youth
like a tomb

And don't sing me your songs the good times
Those days are gone and you should just let go
So God the man who says
If have known me when
Old haunts are for all ghosts
And don't me your songs about the good times
days are gone and you should just let them go
And God help the man who
If have known me when
God help the man who
If you'd have known me
God help this man who
My baby, if you'd have me when
Old haunts are all we've known