Luyện nghe bài hát When You Gonna Figure It Out?

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

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

And you call a purist
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 six weeks you were never alone.
you that he loved you, told you you were right
Showed you he was hungry in the middle of the

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

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

Sound grasping, sounds like pain
Sounds like the opposite of
And if you keep going with a so closed
May yourself with 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 gonna figure it

So you say you got hurt went to yourself another
for a girlfriend, looking for a lover
Liked the way she smiled, liked the way flirt
Liked the way she looked in that black skirt.

So you took her on home, the party'd never end
But now there's too much time her mother and friends
Shopping on the tv, talking on the
Leaving you to puzzle dinner alone

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

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

When you gonna figure it