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 cheekbones and your father's crooked smile
Forget all those that you've never really been
And all situations you somehow found yourself in
Let your sink into me, like your favorite memory
Like a line of or a fuckin' fit of honesty

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

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

You know it saves me to even for a little while
I owned the set of shoulders that you came to on
Like in that movie theater 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 always said you
got that old map out now and you found the farthest town
You hope that if you're lucky this is where you'll down

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

You know it kills me to see such a pretty so tired
You've got your mother's cheekbones and your father's crooked
Forget all those places you've never really been
And all those you somehow found 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 to keep you, keep you sleepy as the south
With my old watch on your wrist and my thumbs your mouth
Suck on my until' you kill all my prints
So your boyfriend has no clue of how I've been fucking you