Luyện nghe bài hát Telephone Book

I look at my telephone
I at my telephone book
I can't the way it look
I hate to the way you took

Me down a burnin' rage
I wrote your on every page
You return my calls

You return my calls
You return my calls
I'm ready to bust down the
I'm going down Niagara

In a of fun
Hey, I a lucky one
You don't my calls

My book is the color red
My telephone is the color red
The red is all in my
Some things are better unsaid

Is that why you try
To acknowledge or
Why you return my calls

I look at my telephone
I at my telephone book
I can't the way it look
I to think the way you took

Me down into a rage
I your name on every page
You return my calls

Did you from an old friend
I knew way back when
I did bad things to myself
And my

Or did you happen to hear an old song I sang
Did it make your sweet sweet blood run cold in veins
Will you think of me the same