Học Tiếng Anh Qua Bài Hát Có Phụ Đề: U Make Me Sick

I hate the way that you play with my emotions
How you got me open
Still I give all my devotion

Making me feel I’m just some little token
Boy do you have me smoking
Cause I’ve never felt high like this before

I try to hold it in
Focus in
Cope with it

I always feel I’m suffering
I’m loving him
But I’m stuck with him
And I’m… drowning in my own rage
Can we just get back the same page

Soo…

Please don’t take this personal but you make me sick but…

You make me sick, you make me sick, you make me sick
Make me feel like pulling my hair out and throwing a fit (throwing a fit) x2
But there’s something you to know

Baby I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you
It’s killing me to say, boy
Baby I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you
But you make me sick

I try to ignore you
Don’t want to do nothing for you
But I really adore you
Can’t be done

When I’m and weaning
There you go intervening
Baby you got my screaming
At the top of my lungs

I try to hold it in
Focus in
Cope with it

I always feel I’m suffering
I’m loving him
But I’m stuck with him
Drowning in my own rage
Can we just get back on the same page

Soo…

Please don’t this personal but you make me sick but…

You make me sick, you make me sick, you make me sick
Make me feel like pulling my hair out and throwing a fit (throwing a fit) x2
But there’s something you need to know

Baby I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you
It’s killing me to say, boy
Baby I love you, I love you, I love I love you, I love you
But you make me sick

Wish I could kick it like a cigarette (ooh)
Drop you like a bad habit (ooh)
Boy you got me tangled up in your net
And your loves got me so upset

I’m trapped your funhouse
Boy you got me burning out
And I can’t find no escape
I’m by your love
My poor heart can’t get enough

You make me sick

Soo...

Please don’t take this personal but you make me sick but…

You make me sick, you make me sick, you make me sick
Make me feel like pulling my hair out and throwing fit (throwing a fit) x2
But there’s something you need to know

Baby I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you
It’s killing me to say, boy
Baby I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you
But you make me sick, make me sick.