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 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.
so akward to say goodbye to you,
the tensest moment I fail to follow through,
I'm all wound up and you tighten the screws,
my want to need as you slip on the noose.
As I my pen across the page casting my spell like a first level mage,
my epic battle between love and
a mess 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 still good left in me 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 it almost every night,
the bad news is that when I up you're not there.