Cover your crystal eyes And feel the tones that tremble down your spine And let your colours bleed and blend with mine I know I'll wither so peel away the bark 'Cause nothing grows when it is dark In spite of all my fears, I can see it all so clear I see

(Hard times) (Hard times) gonna make you wonder why you even try (Hard times) gonna take you down and laugh when you cry (These lives) and I still don't know how I even survive When I hit the ground (Hard times) (hard times) All that I want Tell my

Don't go crying to your mama Ain't it fun Living in the real world So what are you gonna do Being all alone 'Cause you're on you're own, in the real world 'Cause you're on your own, in the real world When the world don't orbit around you Ain't it good

I'm done crying over her And only she, only she, only she chose me when I'm blue So sorry, boo, we're through My hands hurt, I think I'll go lay down Only you, only you, only you can treat me like you do 'Cause I'm done crying over her Here I am, brand

He wondered how she'd take it when he said goodbye Thought she might do some cryin' lose some sleep at night But he had no idea, when he hit the road That without him in her life, she'd let herself go Let herself go on a singles cruise To Vegas once,

Just because I'm blond Don't think I'm dumb 'Cause this dumb blond ain't nobody's fool When you left you thought I'd sit An' you thought I'd cry You called me a dumb blond Ah, but somehow I lived through it And you know if there's one thing this blond

Hey little sister don't shed no tears No woman no cry say say say Everything's gonna be alright (Oh ah oh ah) Sit sit sit I remember when we used to sit in the government yard in Brooklyn Observing the crookedness as it mingled with the good people we

But baby don't cry 'Cause I really always knew that my little crime Would be cold that's why I got a heater for your thighs And I know, I know it's not your time But bye, bye And a word to the wise when the fire dies You think it's over but it's just

Killers never hurt feelings There's nothing wrong with me There's something wrong with you There's something wrong with me I hope your stepson doesn't eat the fish When we're crying for our next fix Gonorrhea Gorgonzola Single files of clean feedings

In a love song. What the singers all are singing 'Cause everybody's needing Why do people cry When they hear the word goodbye In a love song? Tears are sure to fall When you know they gave it all Somehow two lovers get a chance