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I’ll make you cry
I’m sorry but you ought to know
That if you give us your go
You’ll suffer through a painful show
Just thought I’d let you know
I’ll make you cry
You’ll give me your heart
And ask me to play my part
I’ll juggle with it at the start
Hang it on a wall, then play darts
I’ll make you cry
You’ll ask honest questions
And I won’t be able to answer
You’ll despise the situation
And wonder how you got in that position
I’ll make you cry
You’ll tell me words you feel
Cook me love-filled meals
And I won’t know how to deal
With something so real
I’ll make you cry
I’ll leave and return
We’ll hurt and we’ll burn
I’ll quit and come back
We’ll repel and attract
I’ll make you cry
I can’t ask you to stay
But there’s something I must say
If you give me enough time
You’ll witness a change in my rhymes
I’ll make you cry
But slowly I’ll realize
Looking through your wet eyes
That I’ve won hell of a prize
And that you don’t deserve the lies
I’ll make you cry
I’ll take your heart off the wall
And put it in a safe box down the hall
We’ll listen to Bob's ''Three Little Birds''
And I’ll tell you three simple words
I’ll make you cry
One day you’ll turn and see
Me waiting on my knees
I’ll ask you one question
A proposal for my redemption
I’ll make you cry