Luyện nghe bài hát The Miens Of An End

I wont say the again.
Even if I to.
I think Id rather both our hands
Holding opinions,
Withholding lungs, and questions.
Its not a lack of cause
for a blank stare.
You use tongue for all but talking;
I say a thing of it.

I cant get over this, so Ill get you.
Division sits us.
Ive the decision for you.

Im not to say youre not
The best to come my way.
You were the favorite.
delicate,
And desolate.
And Ive weary.

let the bitter taste linger
A longer now.
Give a year and see if change.
Ill let the linger.

You were the favorite.
You are a regret.