All I Want To Do Is Cry (In The Club)

All I wanna do is cry All I wanna do is cry I'm a grown-ass man and all I wanna do is cry All I wanna do is cry All I wanna do is cry But the tears go when I try All I wanna do is cry Ooh-ooh Ooh-ooh-ooh Smoke too much, what was I hiding from? Drown out and the crying's done Honest, dishonest what is the difference? And what was the problem with my old Mrs? I can't stand the daylight and the therapy's not working The problem was the burden and the worthlessness And the death on my tongue when the curtain's back I just want my backwoods and a perfect mess And a dozen of the bullets make a silver tongue I want that numb 'cause my God is gone A loaded gun, heart palpitations Is this the one? Tonight will I die or will I come back? Tomorrow might be my comeback Ooh And a mother wants her son back --- All I Want To Do Is Cry (In The Club) - Sir Sly