Luyện nghe bài hát The Last Song

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

Five minutes
be out the door
Puncturing hole
But building up a

within' the pain
Of her low-road
I can say

luck to you
I hope you a way
To the next guy
The smile that you
It work
I'll tell you the
That this will be the last
I write for you

I'll just skip stone to stone
Far
Far from the I once called

Home sweet

Two time she'll be out the door
Out screen door
nothing more
Than the on her back
And the few she packed
And old
that she drew