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 my chance to begin it.
I feel the pressure building up as I cram it to the top,
a can filled with letters.
my ears begin to pop as the drops.
we've fallen down, someday you won't be around for me to fall on.
it's so to say goodbye to you,
the tensest when I fail to follow through,
I'm all wound up and you tighten the screws,
my turns to need as you slip on the noose.
As I push my pen across the page my spell like a first level mage,
my battle between love and rage
a melodramatic not fit for my age we've fallen down,
all my innocence has since you've gone she says I'm changing everyday,
she to know 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 common sense in exchange for skin.
the news is that I've finally learned to appreciate my friends,
the bad is that I havent got any left,
the good is that I dream about it almost every night,
the bad news is that I wake up you're not there.