Luyện nghe bài hát Telltale Signs

Goddammit Amy, we're not anymore.
You can't just waltzing out of my life,
clothes on my bedroom floor.

Like really matters,
pain doesn't hurt,
You should more to me by now,
Than heartbreak in a short skirt.

You remind me of scars on my arms,
That I made I was a kid,
With a disassembled disposable razor I stole my dad,
When I thought that suffering was profound,
That down wise heads,
And not something to be avoided,
normal people dread.

goddammit, Amy,
Well of course changed.
all the things that I've done and the places I've been,
I'd be a if I had stayed the same.

You're still back we started,
You haven't at all.
Yeah you're trying to live like a kid,
Like you always have it all.

You you kinda remind me of scars on my arms,
That I hid, as I could.
That I covered ink, but in the right kind of light,
They bleed through,
Showing that there are some that I just cannot change,
No what I do.

The tale signs of being used,
Of being trapped of you.

You're a butterfly,
Burned with a iron,
my outsides,
my insides.

As a simple sign, to show off ownership.
Burned my naked skin,
my outsides,
my insides.

It's not love anymore,
It's just a upon my soul.
It's stains my skin, yeah, and on my breath,
And I'm to get undressed,
In front of in case they see,
The tell tale signs that you have left all me.

But Amy,
You'll remind me of scars on my arms,
I know will never fade.
And it's not like it's something I think about and every day.
I just catch myself scratching at them,
As if ever go away.

But these tell tale are here to stay.
And in the end you that's okay.
Cos you will be a part,
Of my patched up patchwork taped up deck heart.