Luyện nghe bài hát Those Clothes

You ain't like the book I'm reading now
'Cause every time I a page I can't put you down
In my pocket when I walk around but baby please don't make a
call you when I want you to

And I'm just listening to your each time you talk
'Cause I won't let your story speak a law
I dress you up, write your history
Make you tell your you miss me when I'm gone

But you wear those clothes
And you just ain't but a voice I chose
So I think leave you blowing smoke rings out your window
'Cause me I'm searching for

Burning teeth, I'm pistols at my chest cause I can't breathe
And I might be tricking you but girl I ain't tricking me
And this is something I should see because I need to
Is there more to you me?

It ain't you and it me
Well it's nothing but the papers bens and fashion
It you
And it me
Well it's nothing but the papers, pens, and
I poured a generous in my glass
You're the and it's nothing but the gasoline

If you tell me I won't hear you
If you ask I'll never know
So for now let's both to
But it sure ain't grow