Luyện nghe bài hát Wednesday

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

There was something in the pain that shot right him
As he climbed up to the he called his home
They say, every man's house be his palace
But his stank of cat shit and alone

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

She said, "I can my arms until they're backward
But you bend your will to take in mine
And I could my breath until next Wednesday
And still be fine"

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

She saw things in him that he never
But it enough to save either one of them
Because she took all that sadness one step
And left him all to face the end