Luyện nghe bài hát This Could Be Love

I've got a book of matches I've got a can of
I've got some mad involving you and me
I don't you for walking away I touched myself at thoughts of flames
I shat the bed and laid there in it of you wide awake for days
Wide for days

And I found you tongue-tied, my little brain
You couldn't a smile I didn't catch your name
I don't blame you for away I'd do the same if I saw me
I swear it's not contagious in four short steps we can this

one, slit my throat step two, play in my blood
Step three, cover me in dirty sheets and run laughing out of the
Step four, stop off at Edge brook Creek and your crimson hands
You took me and made your demands
I couldn't them so you cut off my fingers, one by one
One by one

I'm a broken record I've got a needle scratching me
It the poison of alcohol I.V.
I blame you for walking away I'd do the same if I saw me
I swear it's not contagious I swear to God not contagious

Step one, slit my throat two, play in my blood
Step three, me in dirty sheets and run laughing out of the house
Step four, stop at Lake Michigan and rinse your crimson
You me hostage and made your demands
I couldn't them so you cut off my fingers, one by one

This could be
(Love for fire)
This could be
(Love for fire)
could be love for fire for ever more

Step one, slit my throat step two, in my blood
Step three, cover me in dirty sheets and run out of the house
Step four, stop at Berkeley Marina and rinse your hands
You took me and made your demands
I couldn't meet so you cut off my fingers, one by one
One by one