Luyện nghe bài hát Tied Up

I've weaving my way through your fabricated story;
tripping into your territory as the rug was pulled out from under my feet.
You've collected a spool of the tales you are spinning and I've been all tangled up from the very beginning; silly me, I should've better.

I watched you tie bows around true like you could box in lies with paper and glue.

Well, looks like you run out of time;
this you're way out of line and I'm all stuck in knots from trying to straighten you out.
And I've settled the score for you so I wouldn't have to believe was true.
Spin own web of lies -
Looks like all tied up.

You laughed, you cried, then you hung me up to dry, and it's hard to pick up when you're stuck so high.
Yeah, sure, funny -- yeah, you've got me in stitches.
Well let's just see how low you can go - maybe at some point learn that you'll reap what you sow when you let things spiral just to tie you over.

Well I'm ripping the threads out of all says you said; cutting every single tie that you ever tried to me to you.
Because I'm not puppet -- this is my turn to shine and these strings are mine.

Well, looks like you have run out of time; this time you're way out of line and I'm all in knots from trying to straighten you out.
And I've settled the for you so I wouldn't have to believe what was true.
your own web of lies -

Go lay under your quilt of lies; I promise you that they'll unravel with time -- don't wait for a sign.

Well, looks like you have run out of time; this you're way out of line and I'm all stuck in knots from trying to straighten you out.
And I've settled the score for you so I wouldn't have to what was true.
Spin your own web of -

You can't tailor my to fit your view.
Your tales(tails) are finally running loose from all of your frayed --
look now

your unraveling.