You use your words as a weapon dear But your blades don't hurt when you have no fear You think that you're deep under my skin You're trying to keep me suffering If you use your words as a weapon Then as a weapon, I'll shed no tears I feel your knife as

I know the streets will shed tears for me (They love me, dawg) When the cold wind blows in the heart of the city and I'm gone When my story is over and my song is done All I get is mother fuckin' love in these streets To most of these tricks I'm a mother

Frozen in time, always be mine Baby boy you’ll be young forever Don't say goodbye, look in my eyes So that I always will remember I’ll be over here, you’ll be over there I’ma shed a tear but I really don’t care Your silhouette in the doorway But before

Don't shed a tear for me, my life won't end without you Long as the night will be, the sun will rise without you Oh but I saw in you, now I see through Cab fare to nowhere is what you are A white line to an exit sign is what you are A locked door on a

They cried the tears, they shed the fears, Up and down the land, They stole guitars or used guitars So the tape would understand, Without even the slightest hope of a thousand sales Just as if, as if there was, a Hitsville in U.K., I know the boy was all

I'll shed a, I'll shed a tear (shed a tear) (Shed a tear, shed a tear, shed a tear) I'll shed a tear for you Open your eyes, I'm by your side Darkness to light, stay through the night So you know that it's the truth When nobody's here for you Let me make

When Johnny comes Marching home again He's coming by bus or underground A woman's eye will shed a tear To see his face so beaten in fear An' it was just around the corner in the English civil war It was still at the stage of clubs and fists When that

Now we in this bitch Admit it get borin' with no me in this bitch What's a world with no I-G-G in this bitch? Even when my back against the wall I still don't know fear and won't shed a tear Cause when I think back, I've seen it all And everything that

It's only a painting But not to pretty a picture A thousand words I know them all The frozen bird, a hockey puck Shed tears, move on to Van Gogh Move on to Van Gogh There's something there in Williamson's Garage I think it's me trying to start a fire

You saw me crying in the chapel The tears I shed were tears of joy I know the meaning of contentment I am happy with the Lord Just a plain and simple chapel Where all bumble people go to pray I prayed the Lord that I'll grow stronger As I live from day