Luyện nghe bài hát Something To Do With My Hands

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

My with me is my problem with you
It doesn't take much for me to come
I put my headphones on and hear your favorite
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 when you whispered in my ear
I almost didn't make it, this has been my year

job is killing you, faster 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 care where you move, I don't 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 more me
a bit of advice 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 father's smile
Forget all places that you've never really been
And all those situations you somehow 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 keep you, keep you as the south
With my old watch on wrist and my thumbs inside your mouth
Suck on my until' you kill all my prints
So boyfriend has no clue of how much I've been fucking you