A man fights hundreds of times but cries twice
Im sitting here wondering what that kinda life is like
Im crying out da Paciffic because of this specific sparkle from my diamond is gone!
Missing the Mrs. like taking away da kiss from your favorite Kisses treats
Or the guts from Swisher Sweets
Or when your lips and the Swishers meet then over time it disappears because it burnt out like your love for me
You used to be my shoulder to cry on
The one that I relied on
But now you that reason why Im getting my cry on
You said you fell in love with what I used to be... I guess I gotta learn how to start doing me because you no longer feel like its meant to be
What am I to do in this cold world with nobody to hold me
I'm lost and have nobody to show me the way... You was the one that held my hand as we crossed the street
I'm so sad that I'm calm... So calm that its silent... The silence is killing me... Now I'm hearing your voice in the back of my mind and picturing you standing her infront of me
I must admitt facing this reality that you took away my shoulder to cry on is making me angry!!!
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