Luyện nghe bài hát The Phone Is Such A Blunt Object

I've taken all the notes you me
and built a paper to carry this broken heart and sleeping pills...
The next morning be gone
as autumn sends its best wishes the search is and im still missing.
up here perfect seems oh so wrong.
This shattered glass lines the in the floor but the bullet missed its mark.
The record skipped...and the cut your lips.
But miss you when you're gone.
Your ink filled eyes, blink
and the tears your porcelain cheeks a cinematic smile is kind on the eyes...
we rehearse and we rehearse heartfelt lines(lies) your lipstick still haunts me.
Its on my collar.
Red and they collide.
Bruises fade but your love stains, stains. Stains. me.
Yeah baby its too bright in this tonight so turn out the lights.
I can see the silhouette of hurt in yout and the knives in your back.
God knows i slipped, saying sorry these marks on my wrists.
God i slipped.
sorry. I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry.
This shattered lines the cracks in the floor but the bullet missed its mark.
The skipped...and the needle cut your lips.
But miss you when you're gone.