Luyện nghe bài hát Plan B

push-pinned my picture to wall,
it in pieces of argyle.
there's a thread for every minute I missed my to begin it.
I could feel the pressure building up as I it to the top,
a coffee can with letters.
my begin to pop as the tension drops.
we've fallen down, someday you won't be around for me to fall on.
so akward to say goodbye to you,
the tensest moment when I to follow through,
I'm all wound up and you tighten the screws,
my want turns to need as you on the noose.
As I my pen across the page casting my spell like a first level mage,
my epic battle love and rage
a mess not fit for my age we've fallen down,
all my innocence has drowned since gone she says I'm changing everyday,
she wants to how, why, and who with.
she says there's 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 shed my sense in exchange for newer skin.
the good news is that I've finally learned to my friends,
the bad news is I havent got any left,
the good news is I dream about it almost every night,
the bad is that when I wake up you're not there.