Cry, Cry, Cry

Are you ready for bad blood?

I've got my share

I'm sick of them sweet, sweet nothings

Oh, in my ear

Ain't it funny? I'm the honey

All your money just can't buy

So baby you can cry, cry, cry

Cry, cry, cry, cry, cry, cry, cry

Cry, cry, cry, cry, cry, cry, cry

Now the last laugh is mine

You ready for hot stuff? Be prepared

I'm sick of your cheap, cheap hustle

Oh, don't cha dare

Let us pray the Lord have mercy

On your mercenary mind

'Cause even if you cry, cry, cry

Cry, cry, cry, cry, cry, cry, cry

Cry, cry, cry, cry, cry, cry, cry

Your heart out, I won't be kind

Lonely

Are you ready for good times? Hard to bear

You're steppin' on holy ground, hold it there

Babe, I'm a fading out your hologram

A phoney toothpaste smile

Remember when you cry, cry, cry

Cry, cry, cry, cry, cry, cry, cry

Cry, cry, cry, cry, cry, cry, cry

(Your heart out, I did mine)

Cry, cry, cry

Cry, cry, cry

Cry, cry, cry

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