Luyện nghe bài hát Twisted

You sit stone-faced, as if I'm not here
Can't you see that I've crying?
I know you'd be insane
Dreams can be so
You're an itch I reach, a wound that won't heal
The smell of skin that's
I didn't know be insane
But it's true, and say all I am to you is a

Pain in my neck, thorn in my
on my blade, blood on my knife
Been dreaming of her, all of my
But she won't true, she's just my nightmare I woke up to

She's twisted, he's a rebel, she's sick, he's hard to
The worst part of all is he just don't
She's twisted like a rope, that is wrapped around his
But the worst part of all is she really don't a (shit)
(She give a shit)

Sometimes I wish that just die
I'm too afraid of leaving
I didn't know be insane
can be so deceiving
(How did it to this?
Why do I fantasize to kill you when sleeping?)
I didn't you feel the same
I say you're no good, all you are to me, is a

Pain in my neck, thorn in my
on my blade, blood on my knife
Been dreaming of her, all of my
But she won't come true, she's just my nightmare I up to

She's twisted, a rebel, she's sick, he's hard to handle
The worst of all is he just don't care
She's twisted like a rope, that is wrapped his throat
But the part of all is she really don't give a

Love ain't no fairytale, love is a buried
of this heart of stone, so you wanna get married? Well
Romeo, Romeo, smokin' blow with
In the back alley takin' of whiskey and only gold
Juliet's at the nudie bar, doin' God knows
Neither one of 'em came to see the dog and the show
But a bitch is a bitch, and a is a horse, ain't it?
Sorry, I can't afford to get your daddy's old Porsche
Sorry, Juliet that you the sayin'
If a dollar makes you holler, well then I'm the short change of it
Feel like been asleepin' alone and lovin' this angel
between a dream and a coma
Walkin' the edge of this cliff, a sheep to it's owner
Then wake up to this fuckin' bitch with an persona
Now if you say that you hate somebody and you livin' them
Then they pack up and leave and then you about how you miss 'em
You gotta see the pattern of the blood all the steerin' wheel
Love is a cannibal ridin' a carousel
'Round and 'round we roll, it stops, baby nobody knows
Some people go crazy and they lose
people jump off, some people won't let go
Some people say love, some say why
Some people don't love, they just a free ride
The rain won't stop, it'll dry
If she's in the house of then love is standin' outside

She's twisted, he's a rebel, sick, he's hard to handle
The worst of all is he just don't care
twisted like a rope, that is wrapped around his throat
But the worst part of all is she don't give a (shit)
(She don't a shit)

But maybe I'm the twisted one that screwed up
So I guess this goodbye, for now