Luyện nghe bài hát The Driveway

Remember summer,
under the shooting
We a wish were together forever,
And let tear us apart.

And how fun was that down to Mexico?
We took a on those road side tacos,
and we got by the side of the road.

And the came,
and we had that big pot lot
and little sixteen year old brother,
spilt wine all my carpet.
and I got mad, you it was funny,
I stayed mad all
so sad,
A thing that,
Becomes a splinter.

I tried it way,
but I got to show.
It's the same, same,
and the story's old.
So, I the driveway,
is the end of the road.
For us too, late.
Let the start to roll.

I'm twenty-three,
and I'm barely on.
I can't keep couches
and going to at dawn.
And when were you to take me somewhere that I can dress up?
Where we can act up.
Do you ever clean up?

We a car, you thought it was okay;
you couldn't cut it closer.
I'm of it, this is it;
and now the over.

I it your way,
but I got to show.
been the same, same, and
the getting old.
So, I the driveway,
is the end of the road.
For us too, late.
Let the credits to roll.

Someday, you'll make, girl, happy;
I know, get though.
You'll know, what, to say, to do;
Because I you.

I it your way,
but I got to show.
been the same, same,
and the getting old.
So, I the driveway,
is the end of the road.
For us too, late.
Let the credits to roll.

Let the credits to roll.
Oh, yea, yea, yea, yea, yea, yea, yeah.
Oh, it's too late, it's too late, it's too
I guess the will be the end of the road.