I get why girls cry (even though I don't)

Oh baby come on, just write yourself this song
All about her, him, this and that
Don't neglect the words
Just focus straight on the verse, or
You'll end up with a chorus that goes no where fast

So baby girl
Gonna cry your eyes out then do it front the whole fucking world
She's says, uh-uh no way I don't about him I just think way too much
And if it seems to difficult for you then get the fuck out
Or shut the fuck up

Where will you go, for the last time I know
For this last time
I'll find a way out
Of this all for the last time
I know, know, know, know

So come on, come on, come on
I'll find a way out
Of this for the last time
I know, know, know, know



Credits
Writer(s): Mark Mota
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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