Luyện nghe bài hát Plan B

push-pinned my to your wall,
it in pieces of argyle.
there's a thread for every minute I missed my to begin it.
I could feel the building up as I cram it to the top,
a coffee can with letters.
my ears begin to pop as the drops.
we've fallen down, someday you won't be for me to fall back on.
it's so akward to say to you,
the tensest when I fail to follow through,
I'm all up and then you tighten the screws,
my want to need as you slip on the noose.
As I push my pen across the casting my spell like a first level mage,
my epic between love and rage
a melodramatic mess not fit for my age we've down,
all my innocence has drowned since gone she says I'm changing everyday,
she to know how, why, and who with.
she says still good left in me like I'm the dark lord of the sith.
I write this single winter,
and now I'm writing it again: I my common sense in exchange for newer skin.
the good news is that finally learned to appreciate my friends,
the bad news is I havent got any left,
the good news is that I dream about it every night,
the bad news is that I wake up you're not there.