Luyện nghe bài hát Pour Me Another (another Poor Me)

All she was a little bit of solid
Feels like love, it doesn't what you call it
Heal those cuts or 'em underneath the polish
another promise and take me as a hostage

Hold your job and let the zombies crowd around
Thankin' mommy's God it's a cop's town
it safe for me while I chase a fantasy
Swervin' the galaxy, searchin' for a family

Happily by planets and stars
She was stuck uptown you was landin' on mars
It's all fucked up now, caught your in the jar
Another small back for the man at the bar

a little bit of blood on the street
For the love that goes to who they drink too much
And your own glass up to the heavens
Take a little time and try to count the

It goes, pour me another, so I could you now
me another, so I could come let you down
Pour me another, so I can how
True I am to this addiction of you, now

Pour me another, so I could you now
me another, so I could come let you down
Pour me another, so I can how
that I am to this addiction of you, now

Drink it all away, numb it down to
Stay tonight and wait for the sun
You say you hate your life, you ain't the one
Let your out the gate and watch the pony run

One double, for the and the struggle
Two for the tryin' to pull apart the puzzle
Three now I smile while I for your rebuttle
By the fourth shot, I'm just another in a bubble

Tryin' to play with the and the placement
Just to see what people let him get away with
Still to climb a mountain for you
Hammer in my hand, poundin' on a screw

She don't listen so he don't speak no
Nobody's winning 'cause neither is keeping
Don't wanna think no more, just let me some more
Pour me another, I can still see the floor

me another, so I could forget you now
Pour me another, so I could let you down
Pour me another, so I can how
True I am to this addiction of you, now

Pour me another, so I forget you now
Pour me another, so I could come let you
me another, so I can remember how
True that I am to addiction of you, now

Live life tipsy, still if it fit right with me
Kiss my whiskey, lift my lips, to my angel
Swallow it and her empty bottle on the table
Let the fall, making faces at that clock on the back wall
Countdown to the last call, ask all these people that make
How long does it for the pace to break down

lonely little trophy
If only I could walk a straight line, I'd make it free
And everybody in bar thinks they know me
And my like poor me

I can count the days 'til you come
Or I can follow them sun rays to the train tracks
I can stumble drunk over hope and
Or I could keep drinkin' I sober up

me another, so I could forget you now
Pour me another, so I come let you down
Pour me another, so I can how
that I am to this addiction of you, now

Pour me another, so I forget you now
Pour me another, so I could let you down
me another, so I can remember how
True that I am to this of you, now

Bottles and pints, and shots and
Couches and floors and best friends
and whores and tattooed hands
Cities and and cats and vans

Good times, laughter, bad
and actors and average musicians
Mornings after and walks of
The bartender knows me by my real name, it