Luyện nghe bài hát Poor Heart

You steal my poor heart again
You won't steal my poor heart
You steal my tape recorder
I'll call the Lord and put you in the pen
You steal that thing again

I didn't even know your name or what was your
But stealin' things has sure you to fame
I wanna know if you stole
It was one of a and I'm sayin' if you're to blame
life will never be the same

You steal my poor heart again
You won't steal my poor heart
You steal my tape recorder
I'll call the and He'll put you in the pen
You steal that thing again

I can't track you
Detective work has sure become a
So me what you did with it
And this shit, give up yourself
Before they come knockin' at door

You steal my poor heart again
You won't my poor heart again
I feel the blade of that cupid sword
I'll call the Lord and put you in the pen
You won't steal thing again

You won't steal my poor again