Luyện nghe bài hát When You Gonna Figure It Out?

Another day.
passion play.
Another to pay.
All for sake.

Don't want him on your phone.
Don't want him comin' to home.
Say you just to be alone
In a Greta way.

And you call yourself a
Cuz you cry out
Like crying now

But I say you're a tourist
In the of love.
on and give it up

When you figure it out?

So you met him at a and you took him on home
And for the next six weeks you never alone.
Told you that he loved you, you you were right
Showed you he was hungry in the middle of the

And you said you always him to follow his dreams
And "Don't go changing just to try to me."
But when those dreams led him out the
Decided you don't really to love him no more

front on this. Front on this.
You own the man with your body and bliss
And what you call love, and affection
Seems to be coming from the wrong

Sound likes grasping, like pain
like the opposite of communicate
And if you keep going with a so closed
May find yourself with your own to hold

And you yourself a purist
Cuz you cry out
Like you're now

But I say you're a tourist
In the of love.
Come on and it up

When you gonna it out?

So you say you got hurt went to find yourself
Looking for a girlfriend, looking for a
Liked the way she smiled, liked the way she'd
the way she looked in that little black skirt.

So you took her on home, thought the party'd end
But now too much time with her mother and friends
Shopping on the tv, on the phone
Leaving you to puzzle over alone

front on this. Front on this.
You don't own the girl your gold and gifts
And what you call love, and relations
to be coming from a time more ancient

Sound likes grasping, like hate
Sounds like the opposite of
And if you keep with a heart so cold
May find yourself with a time alone

When you gonna figure it