Luyện nghe bài hát Script for a Jesters Tear

So here I am once more in the playground of the hearts
One more experience, one more in a diary, self-penned.
Yet another emotional suicide, overdosed on and pride
Too late to say I love you, too to restage the play
Abandoning the relics in my playground of

I'm losing on the swings, I'm on the roundabouts
Too much, too soon, too far to go
Too to play, the game is over

Yet another emotional suicide overdosed on sentiment and
I'm on the swings, I'm losing on the roundabouts
The is over

Too late to say I love you, too late to the play
The game is

I act the in classic style
Of a martyr carved with a smile
To bleed the lyric for this
To write the rites to my wrongs
An epitaph to a broken
To this silent scream
A scream that's from sorrow

I never did write that song
The words just never seemed to
Now sad in
Did I gaze through
And examine the shadows on the side of morning
And examine the on the other side of mourning
Promised wedding now a

The escaped from paradise will look over his shoulder and cry
Sit and chew on and struggle to answer why?
As you up and leave the playground
Where you kissed your prince and your frog
Remember the jester that you tears,
The script for

So hold my peace forever when you wear your bridal gown
In the silence of my shame, the that sang the siren's song
Has gone solo in the game, gone solo in the game
But the game is

Can you still say you me