Luyện nghe bài hát The Miens Of An End

I wont say the again.
if I mean to.
I Id rather leave both our hands
mixed opinions,
Withholding lungs, and questions.
Its not a lack of that
Calls for a stare.
You use your for all but talking;
I wont say a of it.

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

Im not afraid to say not
The thing to come my way.
You just the favorite.
delicate,
And desolate.
And Ive weary.

let the bitter taste linger
A little now.
Give a and see if theres change.
Ill let the linger.

You were the favorite.
You are a regret.