Luyện nghe bài hát Plan B

push-pinned my to your wall,
framed it in of argyle.
there's a thread for minute I missed my chance to begin it.
I could feel the pressure up as I cram it to the top,
a coffee can filled 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 I fail to follow through,
I'm all up and then you tighten the screws,
my want turns to need as you on the noose.
As I push my pen across the page casting my spell a first level mage,
my epic battle between love and
a melodramatic not fit for my age we've fallen down,
all my has drowned since you've gone she says I'm changing everyday,
she to know how, why, and who with.
she says there's still good in me like I'm the dark lord of the sith.
I write every single winter,
and now I'm writing it again: I shed my common sense in exchange for skin.
the good news is that I've finally learned to 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 when I wake up not there.