Luyện nghe bài hát Wednesday

There was something in the she passed him
That weighed more to him than and some ink
It had the hint of something darker and a hint of sweet
And a little glue right on the tip

There was something in the pain shot right through him
As he climbed up to the place he called his
They say, every house should be his palace
But his castle stank of cat and alone

So he opened it and a faded picture
Of a girl, never met but somehow seen
Like a of a dream from early childhood
Like a virgin's of release

She said, "I can bend my arms until backward
But you can't bend your to take in mine
And I hold my breath until next Wednesday
And be doing fine"

He was sad in ways that he tell her
Though she tried to his sadness all her own
He couldn't see the use in sadness
So he took his dark and went home

She saw things in him that he bargained
But it wasn't to save either one of them
she took all that sadness one step further
And left him all alone to the end