Midnight, lay my head on my pillow, listen to the screaming, man he's cussing, her likea dog.I live in 201, they're in 202, I say a little prayer, cause I've been there, and I stayedtoo long.I knocked on their door yesterday to see if everything was alright, he said everything'sjust fine.She just likes to cry, she likes to get her way, there's no reason for you to cry, everything'sokay.These walls are paper thin, so if you hear her again, you'll know the reason why, shejust likes to cry.Then today I was looking out my window, saw their little girl, out on the playground,on the monkey bars.So I walked down and saw her bruises, that's when he walked up, said girl shut up, andget in the car.With tears rolling down her face, she climbed up in that seat, and he turned and said tome.She just likes to cry, she likes to get her way, I told the girl to stay inside, but shejust had to play.She's just like her mama, causing drama, now you know the reason why, she just likes tocry.I pulled in from work today, police cars parked outside, I heard them tell the officers asI walked by.She just likes to cry, she likes to get her way, I promised you I wouldn't lie, everything'sokay.These walls are paper thin, so if someone calls again, you'll know the reason why, shejust likes to cry.She just likes to cry.So I turned around and put my head down, and cried.