Luyện nghe bài hát Old Haunts

A cherry bomb, you are a
Exploded, quiet nights
My teenage heart all my misery, baby
To fingertips might ignite
And all along you my story, didn't you
And all night long I yours
blood was mixed wine and robbery, baby
And left us wanting more

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

Cherry bomb, your love is
Removing what you don't
And every breath felt like a funeral,
While you were packing up car
And with the window
I hear your mouth
You borrowed
And all your old welcomes out
And shame on you, my
You sold your away
Memories are sinking
That never would be

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

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

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