Luyện nghe bài hát Tied Up

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

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

Well, looks like you run out of time;
this time 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 to believe what was true.
Spin own web of lies -
Looks like you're all up.

You laughed, you cried, then you hung me up to dry, and it's to pick yourself up when you're stuck so high.
Yeah, sure, it's -- yeah, you've got me in stitches.
Well let's just see how low you can go - maybe at some point you'll learn that you'll 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; every single tie that you ever tried to bind me to you.
Because I'm not your puppet -- this is my turn to shine and these are mine.

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

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

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 the score for you so I wouldn't have to believe what was true.
Spin own web of lies -

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

your unraveling.