Luyện nghe bài hát White Picket Fence

I've cut off the curls, I shaved my face
Became half the man, you to replace
I'm willing to save you, you said you're worth
But half of my appetite's lost it's craving

Stand in the mirror, that's me beside you
The one the smile, the one who abides you
And I don't the madman, the killer, the lover
he's slowly fading one into the other

And where is that picket fence
That I painted myself in the days of April?
Where are the mountains?
I know that they're somewhere here by the garden

You say that you're happy, you should know better
I see that you've sewn up that rip in your
That some lover off you, that left you both shaking
That deep inside you the wound you'd forsaken

And where is that picket fence
That I painted in the late days of April?
are the daffodil mountains?
I know that somewhere around here by the garden

Don't fear I save you, don't shout you'll awaken
The corpse in the desert out beside you
I cut off his and shaved half his face
But I thought that I saw his move