Luyện nghe bài hát Tired Of Singing The Blues

You know I think god
Is a little game with me
Looking down from heaven,
see how much I can take
Because the way things go, it's like a
had more shots at the moon and missed than me
It's like I got my life stuck, on rewind
to makes something of myself, life's got something else in mind
I'm fighting a game and I'm biding my time
You be my man, do I understand, no, stop
I don't want to hear another word your 'why not's', I bought
Your bullshit it all before now you trying to sell me more,
Man who makes a beast out of himself got to lose
Sold my long ago, nothing left to choose
I'm tired, tired of singing the
I'm
I'm walking down the streets, you wouldn't know what I was
It's another white girl day, hey, ribbons in my hair, and I am sinking down
A double life, a past, and I am drinking now
I to be bad
You say you glad to see me shut up
I don't want to know another thing you think you know me
I'm not who you think I am, smiling but I ain't
A man who a beast out of himself got nothing to lose
Sold my long ago, nothing I can choose
I'm tired, of singing the blues
I'm
Oh, my soul forgot, I can't turn off my
It's like a ticking time trying to kill me from inside
I mean day and
Is no remedy for memory?
I've felt this way before, I've known the depths of
My boyfriend says I'm an old movie star with loneliness as my occupation
I know that he's right but I don't tonight
I want to be bad, I want to be bad, I can't
I keep running around the same town, you down, I'm fucked
How can I get out there's nowhere to go for miles around
A man who makes a beast out of himself got nothing to
Sold my soul long ago, I can choose
I'm tired, tired of the blues
I'm