🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: I Hate This Song - Secondhand Serenade

  with your tongue tied,
 I  that you’re tired
 But I  want to know,
  you want to go,
  may be sad, But I’m not weak,
 This  is bleak
 And your  eyes never lie,
  tears come from inside.
 
  Sunday I’ll be waiting for an answer
 I  that yesterday’s not good enough for you,
 You know  I hate this song,
 You  that I hate this song
 Because it was written for 
 
 Drown your fears with 
 I’m  real sorry
 Your glossy eyes  need
  sadness they have seen
 But you’re way too deep to 
 Back  again
 But somehow I  find
 The moment  said goodbye
 
 Until Sunday I’ll be waiting  an answer
 I guess that yesterday’s not good  for you,
 You know that  hate this song,
  know that I hate this song
  it was written for you
 
 This is  a problem I’m hurting it’s unfair
  somehow your words,
 The way that I heard are haunting 
  under my skin
  breaking in,
 And the tasteless fights that filled  nights
 Are  to cave in,
  under my skin
 You’re  in
 And  Sundays what it takes to prove
  have nothing else to lose
 
 Until Sunday I’ll  waiting for an answer
 I guess that yesterday’s not good enough for 
  know that I hate this song,
 You know that  hate this song
 Because it  written for you