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 hide 'em underneath the
Break another promise and take me as a

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

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

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

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

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

it all away, numb it down to none
Stay tonight and wait for the sun
You say you your life, you ain't the only one
Let your frustration out the gate and the pony run

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

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

She listen so he don't speak no more
winning 'cause neither is keeping score
Don't think no more, just let me drink some more
me another, 'cause I can still see the floor

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 forget 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

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

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

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

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

me another, so I could forget 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 whores and tattooed
Cities and and cats and vans

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