Men Shouldn'T Cry
I was always told that men shouldn't cry, so I cry with the ink instead
The way I pour my heart out, you'd think I'm dead
Smiling for the world, but inside I'm dying slow
Hiding the emotions I'm told I shouldn't show
Born alone, die alone, I trust no one, because people always leave
Thankful for those who ripped my heart out, because I know I'm living when I bleed
It's crazy, how people can make fake love, look so real
But if it's an eye for an eye, then I'll become Bushwick Bill
Bipolar mixed with Brandy isn't the Greatest combination
Here I am, thinking about the words I never said and Wasted conversations
I'm trying to keep it simple, but life keeps on making complications
I stay to myself because I don't know how to take the population
5 years free from self-harm, I finally realized I don't need blades
But i'm still missing my ex girl instead of going on my dream date
That's like going for leftovers instead of starting with a clean plate
Torture myself with all the chances I've seen escape
My hearts been left broken, keep them if you find any pieces
We're told men being emotional is a sign of weakness
Well this is as weak as I'll ever be, but I feel stronger than before
I've got depression on the ropes and it's time to defeat it
I was always told that men shouldn't cry, so I cry with the ink instead
The way I pour my heart out, you'd think I'm dead
Smiling for the world, but inside I'm dying slow
Hiding the emotions I'm told I shouldn't show
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