Luyện nghe bài hát The Last Song

I'm not sure who won the war
Sights once set on so much
I
I fought my
But I always

Five time
be out the door
Puncturing another
But up a wall

Wrapped the pain
Of her low-road
I can say

luck to you
I hope you a way
To sell the guy
The that you fake
It work
I'll tell you the
That this will be the song
I write for you

I'll skip from stone to stone
Far
Far from the loft I called

Home home

Two minutes she'll be out the door
Out that door
With nothing
the clothes on her back
And the few things she
And old
Pictures that she