Luyện nghe bài hát Paint By Number

In my dusty house, in my clothes
Seated in a town on the verge of
with a tune, alone I compose
A bittersweet ditty 'bout an

So why bother with memories?
Why out my heart for all the world to see?
Why not by number
melody
Burn it up the charts with sweet
do it again

Gotta get away, maybe we stay
Seated in a town on the verge of
New York and LA, no one listening
Busy predicting the big thing

So why with changing scenery?
Why pack up the car and to California?
Why not paint by
Catchy
Playing all the parts in deadly
Then do it

Put the into the car
Put the car drive
You can take us to the
Take us for a

In his dusty house, in his clothes
Seated in a town by tourists
with a tune, so alone he composes
A bittersweet ditty in the 3rd

So why in your fictional stories?
Why try to deny your criminals and
Go ahead, Paint By
Phony I.D.'s
Burn it up the charts with simplicity
Then do it

Put the into the car
Put the car drive
You can take us to the
Take us for a