Luyện nghe bài hát Old Haunts

A cherry bomb, you are a
Exploded, sparkling nights
My teenage heart packed all my misery,
To fingertips that ignite
And all along you my story, didn't you
And all night I carried yours
Your blood was wine and robbery, baby
And left us always wanting

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

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

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

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

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