Luyện nghe bài hát Proper Chronic Lonely

The coming round tomorrow morning,
He's come to possessions that I own,
He's claiming given me several warnings,
I'm I didn't receive them all.

I've my television to a mate's house,
And hidden my guitar beneath the sink,
And I've written all down in my diary,
enough to turn a monk 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 amount of "sorry"s to ever you home,
I'm alone.

My chest feels collapsing now you're gone,
I'm proper chronic lonely and you what's wrong,
There's I can say to ever bring you home.

The courthouse, issued me a summons,
Oh I'm off to plead not to a judge,
I'm just hoping take pity on my broken heart,
If he chooses not to I won't no grudge.

I'm now your parents do not like me,
I took their hospitality to the brink,
I'm you're seeing someone in the army,
I'm wishing I was him, more you may think,
I'm alone.

I'm prone to feeling lonesome when gone,
And stars don't shine at their strength,
When you realise 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,
There's nothing I can do to ever you home,
I'm alone.

I'm prone to feeling lonesome when gone,
And stars don't shine at their strength,
When you realise 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...