Luyện nghe bài hát Who Will Love Me Tomorrow?

She me colors, white wine and roses
And then we paint our faces and powder our
She gives me her halo and I it next to mine
to me Mishima like a honeymoon valentine

She's an architect of pleasure and she fashions me a
She leads me the clouds to the peak of the highest mountain
We dare the heavens on a that we borrow
Tonight she is my cradle, but who love me tomorrow?
Who'll love me

Turkey Cindy pulls the mirrors from the wall
Walks barefoot on the broken glass and in from the hall
She's paper tigers with the needle that she's borrowed
Tonight she is my pillow, so who love me tomorrow?
(Who will me tomorrow?)

Must I sing so low just to get so
I purge myself of demons and I don't know the reason why
My feels like a battlefield, my soldiers all lie slain
never be clean, I'll never be pure again

She me like a siren and all her lights are flashing
She invites me to her with the promise of a lashing
a smile like a sunrise playing on her lips
She shows me her collection of butterflies, scars and

With fingernails like claws, she leaves keepsake
Like on my back, she bathes in saccharine scented tears
Feel just like an actor in a play called 'Dear Friend
she is my refuge, but who will love me tomorrow?
(Who will me tomorrow?)

Must I sing so low just to get so
I can't purge myself of demons and I know the reason why
My heart like a battlefield and my soldiers all lie slain
I'll be clean, I'll never be pure again

Who will love me
Who will love me