Luyện nghe bài hát The Twilight Hour

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

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

You were emotionally independent but of affection
But now you've trapped by tenderness
And beaten into submission
It's now way past the she usually phones
You've decided not to her your little joke

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

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

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