Luyện nghe bài hát When You Gonna Figure It Out?

Another day.
Another play.
Another to pay.
All for sake.

Don't him callin' on your phone.
Don't him comin' to your home.
Say you want to be alone
In a Greta way.

And you call yourself a
Cuz you cry out
Like you're now

But I say you're just a
In the of love.
on and give it up

When you gonna figure it

So you met him at a party and you him on home
And for the next six weeks you were alone.
Told you that he you, told you you were right
Showed you he was hungry in the of the night

And you you always wanted him to follow his dreams
And "Don't go just to try to please me."
But when dreams led him out the door
Decided you don't really want to love him no

Well front on this. on this.
You own the man with your body and bliss
And you call love, trust and affection
Seems to be coming the wrong direction

Sound grasping, sounds like pain
like the opposite of communicate
And if you keep with a heart so closed
May find yourself your own hand to hold

And you call a purist
Cuz you cry out
Like you're now

But I say you're a tourist
In the of love.
on and give it up

When you figure it out?

So you say you got went to find yourself another
for a girlfriend, looking for a lover
Liked the way she smiled, the way she'd flirt
Liked the way she looked in that little skirt.

So you took her on home, thought the party'd end
But now there's too much with her mother and friends
Shopping on the tv, talking on the
Leaving you to puzzle over dinner

Well on this. Front on this.
You don't own the girl with your and gifts
And what you call love, and relations
Seems to be coming from a time ancient

Sound likes grasping, sounds hate
like the opposite of communicate
And if you keep with a heart so cold
May yourself with a life time alone

When you figure it out?