You could cry on my shoulder, I know its hard when them nigts grow cold, stressed out, need somebody to hold you, You can cry on my shoulder Heart ache
You could cry on my shoulder, I know its hard when them nigts grow cold, stressed out, need somebody to hold you, You can cry on my shoulder Heart
They're lining up To mad dog your tilta whirl 3 shots for a dollar Win a real live doll All the lies that you tell I believed them so well Take them
on 5th avenue and right now im holding the radio up to my ear since i dont talk you all laugh my books overdue its cold outside but between us MY FART
) I wanna runaway with you... 'cause baby you?re my everything I wanna runaway, (I wanna runaway) with you (I wanna runaway) I wanna runaway...'cause baby you?re my
be on it I see 'em writin' about rappers, I should be sick to my stomach Because they talk 'bout the future but didn't mention me on it So now I'm back
I must confess not my intention When I mention your name I feel the pain I feel ashamed If I could I would its only me that I can blame My time was on
' in your sleep Because well, if you saw this look on my face, you'd laugh An' if I spoke with this lump in my throat, I'd cry Yeah, honey, when I looked
And let her go That girl's a Barbie doll A Barbie doll (She's a Barbie doll) She's real good looking She got no heart at all Puts on her makeup and
hope you die ugly and tonight be georgous, feed me your organs, bitch im starving, tear drops on my face like its my party, and if its my party, i can cry
call my bluff and it be on tonight I got words of a madman tattooed on my arm Ain't fuckin' wit my sister 'cuz I?m mad at my mom Blink sayin', "That
on I turned the lights on, where she'd been She's with him, she'll kiss him, now it's grim Again for me I'll, In the meanwhile Just cry my blues away
of the wheels on the van like BAM!! We land on your plate like a housefly Just another face from the southside The fall guy, all eyes on the tall small
We land on your plate like a housefly Just another face from the southside The fall guy, all eyes on the tall small fry While I try not to make your doll cry
give me hell indo make it go pop everything el second stretch out the clock ima live out every second see my moma cry everytime that she stressin mess wit my
em all cry and make 'em get on they knees Cry, cry, I want you to cry Yes, I want you to get on your knees and cry Get on your knees and cry, you know
They're lining up To mad dog your tilta whirl 3 shots for a dollar Win a real live doll All the lies that you tell I believed them so well. Take them
