My Man - Regina Spektor
"My man don't treat me right
Don't kiss me sweet goodnight
Don't buy me flowers to smell
Why he's a rotten boy from hell
My man don't treat me good
He eats up all my food
And he leaves me such a mess
They say I'm cursed, but I am blessed
'Cause he loves me, he loves me, he really, really loves me
And his eyes are bluer than the bluest sky above the city
He don't agree to, what a pity
He love me yes he does
My man don't treat me sweet
He walks the empty streets
And he drinks and smokes and swears
And they say he doesn't care
My man he breaks my heart
He tears me all apart
And he leaves me such a mess
they say I'm cursed but I am blessed
'Cause he loves me, he loves me, he really, really loves me
And his eyes are bluer than the bluest sky above the city
He don't agree to what a pity
He love me yes he does
Oh my man, I love him so
He'll never know
All my life is just despair,
But I don't care
When he takes me in his arms, the world is bright,
alright?
What's the difference if I say, I'll go away?
When I know I'll come back on my knees someday
For whatever my man is
I'm his, forever more"
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