Luyện nghe bài hát Something To Do With My Hands

You it kills me to see such a pretty girl so tired
You've got your mother's cheekbones and your crooked smile
Forget all those places that never really been
And all those situations you somehow yourself in
Let your body sink into me, like your memory
Like a line of poetry or a fit of honesty

I'll do my best to keep you, keep you sleepy as the
With my old watch on your wrist and my thumbs your mouth
Suck on my fingertips you kill all my prints
So your boyfriend has no clue of how much I've been you

My problem me is my problem with you
It doesn't take much for me to unglued
I put my headphones on and hear your songs
And it me to know that this won't be one of them

You know it saves me to think even for a little
I the set of shoulders that you came to rely on
Like in that movie theater when you in my ear
I almost didn't make it, this has been my hardest

Your job is killing you, than a cancer could
So now you're giving up, like they always said you
got that old map out now and you found the farthest town
You hope that if you're lucky is where you'll settle down

I don't care where you move, I care if it's far
All that I ask is that I where you are
In case our timing is right, in case you need from me
Than a bit of or a tongue full of sympathy

You know it me to see such a pretty girl so tired
You've got your mother's cheekbones and your crooked smile
Forget all those places that never really been
And all those situations you somehow yourself in
Let your body sink me, like your favorite memory
Like a line of or a fuckin' fit of honesty

I'll do my best to keep you, you sleepy as the south
With my old watch on your wrist and my inside your mouth
Suck on my until' you kill all my prints
So your has no clue of how much I've been fucking you