Luyện nghe bài hát This Could Be Love

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

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

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

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

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

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

Step one, slit my throat step two, play in my
Step three, me in dirty sheets and run laughing out of the house
Step four, at Berkeley Marina and rinse your crimson hands
You took me hostage and made demands
I meet them so you cut off my fingers, one by one
One by one