Damage Control

Curtis Salgado

Oh For The Cry Eye
Lyrics


(Curtis Salgado, Jackie Miclau, Mike Finnigan and Alby Allen, Odaglas Music, ASCAP/Irish Stew Music, BMI)

It’s tough to be lovers
It’s hard to be friends
When all we seem to do is complain
Might be about money and how it don’t last
Or something I said, or my sins from the past
In spite of myself, I start to defend
So, you go back to the top
And I start back at the end
And we go over and over
Don’t accomplish a thing
I’m like a hand grenade
With a pulled pin

(Oh, for the cry eye)
That’s what my mama would say
She’d tell me
(Oh, for the cry eye)
“Just look at this mess you made”

There must be an answer
Got to be a way
There’s something here that’s bigger than me
Well, I get frustrated, so ashamed
I won’t talk to myself for a week
This bitchin’s just a prison
And I got to break free
The problem’s not you, then it must be me
I might be over thinking or going insane
I’m like a screen door in a hurricane

(Mama’s Voice)
“Aw boy, keep your temper down, son”
“Aw, look at the mess you made”

So, I searched my soul
And here’s what I found
I got a hot temper, need to cool it down
Surrender myself, admit defeat
I’d stop overheating in a heartbeat
My mama was right
When she said in the past
“Be a friend to your woman
And your love will last”
I can still hear her voice
Her wisdom still shines
Just like a diamond in a coal mine

(Oh, for the cry eye)
Aw yeah, that’s what my mama would say
(Oh, for the cry eye)
She’d say, “Your hard headed temper
Gonna drive her away”

(Oh, for the cry eye)
Yeah, my mama told me
My daddy too
(Oh, for the cry eye)
He’d say, “Son, don’t let that temper
Make a fool of you”
(Yeah, that’s right)
That’s what my mama would say
“Aw, look at the mess you made”
She’d say
(Oh, for the cry eye)
“Just look at the mess you made”

(Oh, for the cry eye)
That’s what my mama would say
Oh yeah, yeah
(Oh, for the cry eye)
They’d say, “Your stubborn temper, boy
Is going to drive her away”