Luyện nghe bài hát Something To Do With My Hands

You know it kills me to see such a girl so tired
You've got your mother's cheekbones and father's crooked smile
Forget all those places you've never really been
And all those situations you somehow found in
Let body sink into me, like your favorite memory
Like a of poetry 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 thumbs inside mouth
Suck on my until' you kill all my prints
So your boyfriend has no clue of how much I've touching you

My problem me is my problem with you
It take much for me to come unglued
I put my headphones on and hear your songs
And it kills me to know 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 make it, this has been my hardest year

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

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

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

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