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 crooked smile
Forget all places that you've never really been
And all those situations you somehow 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 to keep you, keep you sleepy as the south
With my old watch on your and my thumbs inside your mouth
on my fingertips until' you kill all my prints
So your boyfriend has no clue of how I've been 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 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
Like in that movie when you whispered in my ear
I almost didn't make it, has been my hardest year

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

I don't care where you move, I 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 a pretty girl so tired
You've got your mother's cheekbones and your father's 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 fit of honesty

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