Luyện nghe bài hát Proper Chronic Lonely

The bailiff's coming tomorrow morning,
He's to seek possessions that I own,
He's claiming he's given me warnings,
I'm claiming I didn't them all.

I've taken my television to a house,
And I've hidden my beneath the sink,
And I've written this all in my diary,
It's enough to turn a onto the drink,
I'm alone.

I'm prone to feeling lonesome now gone,
And stars don't shine at their strength,
you realise what's wrong.
There's no of "sorry"s to ever bring you home,
I'm alone.

My chest it's collapsing now you're gone,
I'm proper chronic lonely and you what's wrong,
nothing I can say to ever bring you home.

The courthouse, they've me a summons,
Oh I'm off to not guilty to a judge,
I'm hoping he'll take pity on my broken heart,
If he not to I won't hold no grudge.

I'm guessing now your parents do not me,
Well I took their to the brink,
I'm hearing you're someone in the army,
I'm wishing I was him, than you may think,
I'm alone.

I'm prone to feeling when you're gone,
And stars don't shine at their strength,
When you realise wrong.
no amount of "sorry"s to ever bring you home,
I'm alone.

My chest feels it's now you're gone,
I'm proper lonely and you realise what's wrong,
nothing I can do to ever bring you home,
I'm alone.

I'm prone to feeling lonesome when gone,
And stars don't shine at half strength,
When you what's wrong.
There's no of "sorry"s to ever bring you home,
I'm alone.

My chest feels it's now you're gone,
I'm chronic lonely...