Luyện nghe bài hát The Twilight Hour

You're laying on your bed and shadows on the wall
It's almost too hot to move, outside your
are driving home from work for the weekend
But you're for the phone to ring
gonna tell her exactly what you think

You practice getting your mouth around the
That explain the way you feel, you've been to show
Your real self, in case she doesn't what she sees
You've been a prostitute to humility, she's invaded your
And you've got to live in order to survive

You were independent but starved of affection
But now been trapped by tenderness
And been into submission
It's now way the hour she usually phones
decided not to tell her your little joke

Where she have got to? Why is she torturing you?
You roll on your side and run your fingers through your
scared of losing her and facing yourself

A red sky at night may be a delight
But you're cutting from your heart and rubbing the meat
Into your eyes, she can't leave you now, you've up
All your friends, you're on her for your independence
She can't leave you here and defenseless

You're relying on her for independence
relying on her for your independence