When I bleed, I bleed out When I cry, I cry loud When I love When you leave I bleed out. Can’t live out this way I just gotta say hey Baby we’re nothing else to say Look me in my place I can’t live out this way You put it in my heart

This weight is so unbearable caving my lungs All my life seems to be flashing in front of my eyes Run away from all the pain of life Ways of devotion turn to obsession open your eyes I want you to see what you've done to me crying out those eyes Bring my

Sometimes I wake up crying at night And sometimes I scream out your name When for so long you were mine What right does she have to take your heart away I can't find a reason to let go Even though you've found a new love And she's what your dreams are

So why does it hurt so bad Why do I feel so sad But I keep crying When I don't love you So why does it hurt me so I gotta get you outta my head Hurts so (yeah you do) Why does it hurt so bad Thought I was over you

How to hate a bitch That owe you everything At least a wedding ring Moving on to better things So don't you call me talking 'bout them other fools I'm not good enough for you I thought that we was cool If you need a shoulder to cry on, girl I won't

I will trust in You When You don't move the mountains I'm needing You to move When You don't part the waters I wish I could walk through When You don't give the answers As I cry out to You I will trust, I will trust, I will trust in You Letting go of

I can make a thug cry, tonight There's something 'bout you Baby we got to Give it all that we got for the moment Watch me make a thug cry, tonight Cause that's how true love is supposed to be ain't it When it feels so good it shakes all your belief, baby

I'm not havin' on a good day. But as you can plainly see On a good day, when I think about her I only cry a couple hundred tears On a good day, when I can't forget about her I can dull the pain with just a couple beers On a good day I can even fake a

We done went to war with the realest, shot it out with the best Talkin’ high-end gorillas, banana clips make a mess I seen young niggas cry, I seen young niggas fold I seen young niggas die because a young nigga told For the love of the money, for the

Tell me, are you coming back again? The sound of your torture is bringing us pain The weight on my shoulders I know I can't take Cry out, we will hear you Cry out so you can find your way back home Asking, are you coming back again? I need to know, will