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

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

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

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

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

I don't care where you move, I don't care if 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 father's crooked smile
Forget all those that you've never really been
And all those situations you found yourself in
Let your body sink into me, like your memory
Like a line of or a fuckin' fit of honesty

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