Luyện nghe bài hát Something To Do With My Hands

You know it kills me to see such a pretty so tired
You've got your mother's and your father's crooked smile
Forget all those places that you've really been
And all situations you somehow found yourself in
Let your body into me, like your favorite memory
Like a line of poetry or a fuckin' fit of

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

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

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

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

I don't care you move, I don't care if it's far
All that I ask is that I know you are
In our timing is right, in case 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
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 yourself in
Let body sink into me, like your favorite memory
a line 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 inside your mouth
Suck on my fingertips until' you all my prints
So boyfriend has no clue of how much I've been fucking you