Luyện nghe bài hát The Death of Him

dead, has been the death of me
I have for my own
Now I am so lonely, this has the death of me
I had someone to call on the phone
Now I'm a bandito, a bandito
from home through no wish of my own
That's why I'm lonely, this has been the of me
I wish that I go back home
Letters, never a
I get no in the mail
I've forgotten, yes, forgotten
Oh, how I wonder, how is it I
Now I'm a bandito, a bandito
Away from through no wish of my own
That's why I'm lonely, this has been the of me
I that I could go back home