Lyrics:
Hey, let me tell you 'bout a girl I know
Sat in her room one day, staring out the window
She made a mel-o-dy and grabbed the old pencil
And she
Above my height love white dykes
Cold as ice roll the dice behind hindsight
And my eyes blind find the limelight
Cold as ice boy don't cry we gon
years have passed us by
Now it's my turn to cry
Ah I'd never, never, never let her go
I should have never
Never let her slip away
From these lonely arms
night
And I don’t wanna be pissed off by that kind of woman
No I don’t wanna be pissed at that
She’s got a baby in the house that cries all night
She’s
small talk
I let her know I wanna meet her
Told her bout this lil restaurant
I eat at off of Cedar
She told me that she's free tonight
I said I'm bout
the sun
She took the initiative
And down the path she went
She filled her pots after she swam
There, by the riverbed
With silent determination
She came
I'm always thinking of her, I'm doing this because of her
Don't wanna say goodbye
I don't wanna let her see me cry
Looking out the window
smiled as if to say
"Hello, Haven't seen you on this bus before"
I gave her a look that said
"Huh, Life is funny, you never know what's in store
By
these hands.
I think by now I know,
Where to let go
All I know is here I am baby
Won't you stand by me?
I'm not bending tonight
But, I'm twisted
want someone who's really qualified
Guaranteed broken heart every time
If you wanna learn to cry, don't let this chance pass you by
I recommend this girl
her for acting this way
I don't blame her for acting this way, no way, yeah
The way the moonlight sits deep in her eyes, I can tell she wants to cry
won't let it be, oh no
So I said to her, "I gotta get her home
This is so hard for me, but you gotta leave me alone"
She said she didn't wanna listen
just a little scratch - it don't hurt, her was eating
Dinner while you were sweeping and spilled ketchup on her shirt
Mama's messy isn't she? We'll let
the penitentiary I'm a send a kite to let her know
You bleed you made him bleed you never feared the man
that had the chopper up in his hand yeahhh
You cry oh you
concentration
But it don't feel right
By the light of the moon
She rubs her eyes
Sits down on the bed and starts to cry
And there's something less about
do
Cry, even if someone crashed you in little pieces
It's too cold in this town
Teach her new tricks
If there are any feeling that she won't believe
a home and babies
He started coming home late at night
She didn't let him see it break her heart
She didn't let him see her fall apart
'Cause cowgirls
She got vandalized by stiletto abuse
Evidently damaged from your last relationship
'Cause if you were sober, you wouldn't call her a bitch
You been
the ditch. Now I got done
Demi's dancing.
Wow imagine. I do feel better
Death by the blade six feet inside your grave
Imagine and CB gonna cry about her pain
it's finna go up (Jesus)
A year done went by, her daughter just turned one (Lord)
And she's still dependent on her mom
Big brother in the streets, he
it's finna go up (Jesus)
A year done went by, her daughter just turned one (Lord)
And she's still dependent on her mom
Big brother in the streets, he
I know a thing or two about her
I know she'll only make you cry
She'll let you walk the street beside her
But when she wants, she'll pass you by
I know a thing or two about her
I know she'll only make you cry
She'll let you walk the street beside her
But when she wants, she'll pass you by
Break her heart
So I can put it back together again
Make her cry
But not for too long
Let her go, sit at home, wait by the phone
And wonder what she
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