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

All she wanted was a bit of solid
Feels like love, it doesn't what you call it
those cuts or hide 'em underneath the polish
Break another and take me as a hostage

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

Happily surrounded by planets and
She was stuck while 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 bit of blood on the street
For the love that goes to who they drink too much
And hold your own glass up to the
Take a time and try to count the seconds

It goes, 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 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 that I am to this of you, now

Drink it all away, numb it to none
Stay awake tonight and for the sun
You say you your 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 tryin' to pull apart the puzzle
Three now I while I wait for your rebuttle
By the fourth shot, I'm just child in a bubble

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

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

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 addiction of you, now

Pour me another, so I 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

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

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

I can count the days 'til you come
Or I can follow them sun rays down to the tracks
I can stumble over hope and love
Or I could keep 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 addiction of you, now

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

Bottles and pints, and and cans
Couches and floors and drunk friends
Models and whores and hands
Cities and secrets and and vans

times, laughter, bad decisions
Strippers and actors and average
Mornings after and of shame
The bartender knows me by my name, sing it