Day: June 3, 2025

If I had to I would lie for you And baby I would cry, I'd cry for you If I have to, I'll get down on my knees for you Tommy's home and waiting up for you And it you leave, he'll make you black and blue Please don't go, not this time Oh no...

He says he's your friend But you don't see him He says he's so damn busy but he don't do nothin' at all So you get him on the phone, he was just gonna to call you Says he was thinking about old times And lookin' at your picture on the wall He's stringin' you...

You say you've been used before Whole lot of love then it's out the door And you swore you'd be used again no more, no more Then you got on your feet again It came to you like a long lost friend Now they say you're wearing a bulletproof heart Well I'm wearing my heart...

You say you've been hurt before It's time you realized The promises they never meant to keep They're nothing more than lies You can come to me with your problems How he turned you on with his lines There ain't no use in pretending 'Cause you know love is blind Who hurt you this time...

Hello, my name is It really don't matter, no I book up like pages Anything you want, I'll be Write a little love letter on me Oh, make me fit just right, like a hand in a glove As close as the lipstick on your coffee cup Paint me the picture you're dreamin' of If...

My mama told me When I was younger You better speak up Don't be a number My daddy told me When there was thunder Go be the lightning Don't run for cover Who's gonna help the helpless Sometimes we're all alone These days we're all just looking For a place that we call home Now...

We were young, unafraid We were finding our own way There is no wind, there is no rain In the eye of the hurricane Every time you climb that mountain There's another one left to climb Don't go looking for tomorrow Leaving yesterday behind Writing every page together Those days were not to last forever...

People people everywhere There's a revolution in the air As protest signs and people walking Talking heads on TV talking Pick a team and choose your side There ain't no room for compromise We're running out of better days Brother all I'm trying to say is You see black and I see white No two...

Morning comes crashing like a rock through a window Jackhammer banging on the hot concrete Take your stand (hey!) Move it, man! It's a backtalk, sidewalk symphony Uber cars, yellow cabs, thick as smoke Painted girls and meter maids will leave you broke Sax man blowing shootin' through my veins There's a rhythm to the...

Here comes the next big thing There's a new gun in town There'll be a faster one Before the sun goes down They've come to kick the tires They'd like to take a spin See how it takes the turns See if it breaks or bends But I will drive you home I want you...