50 lyrics for "And you were my man"
Case closed Got your fingerprints as evidence all on my body Put your right hand on the book and you were found guilty I can't wait forever but that's how it's gonna be For me they'll never be No matter what the verdict say Too many questions in my head
PlaySeal my heart and break my pride I've nowhere to stand and now nowhere to hide Align my heart, my body, my mind To face what I've done and do my time The young man stands on the edge of his porch The days were short and the father was gone There was no
PlayYou were crying like a bitch. And so you tell me I Can't take my chances, But I told you one too many times, And you were crying like a bitch. And you wonder why No one can stand you, And there's no denying, Strut on by like a king
PlayLeave me alone I must disassociate from you You were my oppressor And I, I have been programmed to obey But now, you are my handler And I, I will execute your demands Behold my transformation And you are empowered to do as you please My mind was lost in
PlayAs they thank the Lord the blind can't see Like a plague fed to the brain deadly disease I'd run away tonight with my mind still intact You gotta make it alright And we're at it again, I turn around another fucking war, man I don't know where to begin,
PlayLove lies bleeding in my hands And love lies bleeding in my hand Oh it kills me to think of you with another man I was playing rock and roll and you were just a fan But my guitar couldn't hold you so I split the band The roses in the window box Have
PlayOh I'll be good to you, Yo Dre man, I take this bitch out to the movies and shit Man we're kissin' and grindin' and shit, so we hop in the back seat You know man, this bitch rubbin' all over my dick and frontin' like she's gonna give me the pussy Man,
PlayMama, we all go to hell Mama, we're all gonna die And when we go don't blame us, yeah We'll let the fires just bathe us, yeah You made us oh so famous We'll never let you go And when you go don't return to me my love Mama, we're all full of lies Mama,
PlayNow, but I can't And I don't know How we're just two men as God had made us Well, I can't, well, I can Too much, too late, or just not enough of this Pain in my heart for your dying wish I'll kiss your lips again In the middle of a gun fight In the
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