Luyện nghe bài hát Grant Park

Go and take a to a shop in Grant Park
You can walk the door and shove the knife in her heart
When you tell her that you can't the song anymore
The one you two adopted on the dance floor

You can be a Tom Cruise and a big scene
Or be like and cut it clean
Either way gonna be blood on the floor
When you tell her that you don't dig girls

Anymore,

Here's a story about a singer named Jed
he caught his girlfriend with a woman in bed
And, they were watching line with a bottle of wine
Having a party like it's

So he threw down the movies and he had a heart
He in the ocean, he never swam back
They just stood naked except for their socks
Feeling cheaper the prize in a cracker jack box
I don't think Jed's really wanna rock anymore

Anymore,
(I believe it, I can't believe it)
Anymore,
Anymore,
(I can't believe it, I can't it)

Check the exposure, something's wrong with this
I can't see the truth all of the dirty lines
Check the exposure something's wrong this picture
All in all your gonna lose mind

There's a little story you're gonna adore
It's kinda like the lost scene on the cutting room
It's all fun and games you get a black eye
You're down in the sewer asking all the why

You can live in love and lie and cheat if you wish, but you
about as tacky as a satellite dish
On a hot pink house with a door
cigarette butts all over the floor
I don't think my stomach's gonna anymore

Anymore,
(I can't believe it, I believe it)
Anymore,
Anymore,
(I can't it, I can't believe it)

Check the exposure, wrong with this picture
Check the exposure, something's wrong with picture
(I can't it, I can't believe it)
Check the exposure, something's wrong with this
Check the exposure, wrong
(I believe it, I can't believe it)

I can't believe it, I believe it
I can't it, I can't believe it