Luyện nghe bài hát This Could Be Love

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

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

one, slit my throat step two, play in my blood
Step three, cover me in dirty and run laughing out of the house
Step four, off at Edge brook 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 a broken record I've got a needle scratching me
It the poison of alcohol I.V.
I don't blame you for away I'd do the same if I saw me
I swear it's not contagious I swear to God it's not

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

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

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