What can I do To understand, to make it better What can I do To whipe your tears, and dry your eyes What can I say To eas your pain, and make it vanish All I can do is be there for you And all I can give is ma' shoulder ma' shoulder ma' shoulder (Cry one me) And all I can give is ma' shoulder ma' shoulder ma' shoulder (Cry on me) Mm Mn To young to understand but, but'chu gotta hold on Had the eyes of a child that whitnessed, something so wrong Didn't even have a chance to say a last goodbye Another daddy gona to heaven Somebody tell me why
Why she's gotta do this Gotta get through this And I know in my heart, she will get by In time you go stronger, pain you no longer And deep down inside I know you get by
Wait a minute just for a move like you're Let me explain so we don't get confused I don't want you to be taking it too far Holl up in the streets sayin that you're my boo Just cause we kick it don't read too much into it I can't do it like you do, so So when you're out sayin we, I'm too committed to me Smoking like a real G I'm sayin
I treat you like my only dude But you're not my boyfriend, but you're not my boyfriend Candlelight dinners [? ] for two But you're not my boyfriend, but you're not my boyfriend You can even roll with another chick I'm down for whatever I ain't gonna trip that's cool So don't be thinking I'm in love with you 'Cause you're not my boyfriend, 'cause you're not my boyfriend
I don't want nobody but you Kissin on my tattoos I don't want nobody but me Talkin to you Until you fall asleep We better stop playing (We better stop playing) Before we mess around and someone gets hurt I don't want nobody but you (nobody but you) Kissin on my tattoos
I remember wakin' up, bein broke but still it wasn't breakin' us I remember why I broke the rules, cuz I ain't really have nobody to look up to I remember cuttin' class, bein' bad, cuz I ain't have what them other kids had I remember wishin' that I knew my dad, then I remember wishin' I could get him back For every single night that he told me he was comin' and he didn't, for every single dollar that my mama 'nem was missin' For every thing I wanted and was told I couldn't get it, and that I had to face it that my daddy was addicted (damn) That's right it wasn't easy growin' up, mama was exposin' us to life as she knew it
I can tell you something But you tell me do you wanna talk about, talk about You say you got a lot on your mind, sit down lets talk about it (talk about) I hate to see you feel this way So tell me what can I do to make it better for you Make it better for you babe, hey...