Luyện nghe bài hát Playing With Fire

You burned playing with fire, and all of those things that we lacked,
May the road up to guide you, and may they be calling you back.

I remember all of the old days, you brought out the in me
You made me the that I am today, so I ask you now why did you leave?
So I sit alone in cold and gray room, with all but my sanity now
I want to love someone this broken heart, but it seems I've forgotten how
Your wearing your black clothes, black to the left
So caught up in you've got nothing left
And you let down
And I let myself

You burned yourself playing with fire, and all of those things we lacked,
May the road rise up to you, and may they be calling you back.

I don't know the names of feelings, but I don't want to let you down
Cause I that this time, is when you need me most, but somehow I just feel drowned
All I is just to want you, but you make it so constantly hard
This whole you take me by storm I was just a house made of cards
So here's to the broken, and the lonely
We'll forget all out sorrows, and try to fun
So tonight we'll sit
And we'll let down

You burned yourself with fire, and all of those things that we lacked,
May the road rise up to you, and may they be calling you back.

The lonely days of uncertainty when you come around
In my dreams, I tell you in mind that you will be safe and be
When it rains the days away, I don't see the tears on face
You get kicked down when you're already down, and you tied up so you can't escape
I understand you don't me, and trust me thats fine
You've got problems and you think not in your mind
But you let yourself
And I let us

You yourself playing with fire, and all of those things that we lacked,
May the road up to guide you, and may they be calling you back.

So I'll conclude with no word, as I probably wont even be heard
I'm wondering why as you I would try to be always concerned
I want to let you know that, always welcome back to my home
You probably won't be taking offer, but it's better than roaming alone
So here's to the and the lonely ones,
We'll all our sorrows and try to have fun
And we'll sit around
And let ourselves down.

You burned yourself playing with fire, and all of those that we lacked,
May the road up to guide you, and may they be calling you back.

You burned yourself playing fire, and all of those things that we lacked,
May the road rise up to guide you, and may be calling you back.