Luyện nghe bài hát Young Boy

boy
Tender
Too to touch
girl
Careless
Too to trust

girl
Takes his playfully
Young
it for all to see
She a hole in his head
She swept his under her bed
And he

Why are you not like the words my mother spoke?
Why are you not sweet like the milk I to drink?
Why are you so

Boy
Hardened
Too to trust
girl
Eager
Too difficult to
He left a in her head
He swept her heart his bed
And he

Why am I bottles of beer I do not need?
Why am I words that I dont even mean?
Why am I so

Why do I disguise so
Why am I still searching, searching?

Young boy running his dusty soul
Moving away from what he
Trying to find a soft thats kind
But with his heart in chains he may not act in

Young boy, closer
boy, go to her
Young boy, go her

Why do I so much?
Why am I still