Texty:
Everymen

hear every time you lie Every time you lie Don't say you're sorry Every time you lie Don't say you're sorry The truth is all that I can hear every time

guess that's why they say Every rose has its thorn Just like every night has its dawn Just like every cowboy sings his sad, sad song Every rose has

Every little thing she does Every little thing she does Every little thing she does Every little thing she does Every little thing she does Every little thing Every little thing Every little thing Every

Looking out a dirty old window Down below the cars in the city go rushing by I sit here alone and I wonder why Friday night and everyone's moving I can

How, how am I supposed to feel When everything surrounding me Is nothing but a fake disguise? I don't know, I don't know where I belong It's time for

never die Every little thing she does She does for me, yeah And you know the things she does She does for me Every little thing Every little thing Every little thing Every

line up in a row yeah lucky dog gets gets a big ol' bed, stray dog gets the porch every dog has it's day dog, but today dog just aint yours every dog

the storms of life arise, sleepless nights and desperate cries He has captured every tear assuring me He hears Every prayer, waiting on the answer only to discover He is near And He hears every

ever struggle, every strip and every ghetto For every nigga toned in the pain and heavy metal For every child that's born and every nigga gone And for every