Luyện nghe bài hát Pour Me Another (another Poor Me)

All she was a little bit of solid
Feels love, it doesn't matter what you call it
Heal those cuts or 'em underneath the polish
another promise and take me as a hostage

Hold job down and let the zombies crowd around
Thankin' mommy's God that it's a cop's
it safe for me while I chase a fantasy
Swervin' through the galaxy, for a family

surrounded by planets and stars
She was stuck uptown you was landin' on mars
It's all fucked up now, caught your in the jar
Another small step for the man at the bar

Spill a little bit of blood on the
For the love goes to those who they drink too much
And hold your own glass up to the
a little time and try to count the seconds

It goes, pour me another, so I could you now
Pour me another, so I could come let you
me another, so I can remember how
True that I am to this of you, now

Pour me another, so I could you now
Pour me another, so I could come let you
me another, so I can remember how
True I am to this addiction of you, now

Drink it all away, numb it down to
awake tonight and wait for the sun
You say you hate life, you ain't the only one
Let your frustration out the gate and watch the run

One double, for the hunger and the
Two for the fool tryin' to pull the puzzle
Three now I while I wait for your rebuttle
By the fourth shot, I'm just another child in a

to play with the passion and the placement
Just to see what people let him get away with
Still tryin' to a mountain for you
Hammer in my hand, still on a screw

She don't listen so he don't speak no
Nobody's winning 'cause is keeping score
Don't wanna think no more, let me drink some more
Pour me another, 'cause I can see the floor

Pour me another, so I could you now
me another, so I could come let you down
Pour me another, so I can how
that I am to this addiction of you, now

Pour me another, so I could you now
Pour me another, so I could let you down
Pour me another, so I can how
True I am to this addiction of you, now

Live tipsy, still if it don't fit right with me
Kiss my whiskey, my lips, press to my angel
Swallow it and leave her empty on the table
Let the past fall, making faces at that clock on the back
Countdown to the last call, ask all these people that make
How long it take for the pace to break down

lonely little trophy
If only I could a straight line, I'd make it home free
And everybody in bar thinks they know me
And my like poor me

I can count the 'til you come back
Or I can follow them sun down to the train tracks
I can stumble drunk hope and love
Or I keep drinkin' until I sober up

Pour me another, so I forget you now
me another, so I could come let you down
Pour me another, so I can how
True that I am to this of you, now

Pour me another, so I could you now
Pour me another, so I could let you down
Pour me another, so I can how
True that I am to this of you, now

Bottles and pints, and shots and
Couches and floors and drunk friends
Models and and tattooed hands
Cities and and cats and vans

Good times, laughter, bad
Strippers and and average musicians
Mornings after and walks of
The knows me by my real name, sing it