You 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

But I cannot forget Refuse to regret So glad I met you and Take my breath away Make everyday Worth all of the pain that I have gone through And Mama I've been cryin' Cause things ain't how they used to be She said, "The battle's almost won

Holy Mother, where are you? Tonight I feel broken in two. I've seen the stars fall from the sky. Holy mother, can't keep from crying. Oh I need your help this time, Get me through this lonely night. Tell me please which way to turn To find myself again.

In my heaven In my heaven we hurt no one No lying, crying, or dying young No one's lonely, no one's scared And anyone is welcome there In my heaven there ain't no lawyers Don't need names on dotted lines Folks do business like they oughta A good firm

I sit and cry and sing the blues Oh, no one to depend on Oh, I've got no one to have fun with Since my baby's love had been done with Well, I don't know what to do Well, no one to call me sweet names And my heart is filled with pain Oh, I only think of

Cry alone, I've gone away No more nights, no more pain I've gone alone, took all my strength I won't see you tonight All the ones around me No more breath inside Essence left my heart tonight I've made the change, Sorrow, sank deep inside my blood

Mama, just killed a man Put a gun against his head Pulled my trigger, now he's dead Mama, life had just begun But now I've gone and thrown it all away Didn't mean to make you cry If I'm not back again this time tomorrow Carry on, carry on

I'd rather walk alone than let them throw dirty confetti I'd rather walk alone, I'd rather walk alone No I won't miss you, I won't cry, I don't regret it No I won't stand for it, no I don't need confetti And you can treat another to your lies, you'll

And I ain't too proud to tell ya that I cry sometimes I cry sometimes about it And girl I know it hurt but if this world was perfect Then we could make it work but I doubt it And I ain't too proud to tell you That I cry sometimes, I cry sometimes about

Warned you about No doubt I'm the one your mama I'm known for taking ladies home And turning them out. Like kissing all the girlies and Making them cry. I'm a wise guy with wits The opposite of shy