Men’s Tears Lyrics by Meghan Trainor
They say, “How do you do it?” Spite
They say, “How do you keep it so tight?” (So tight)
Well, I keep my mouth running
Stop biting my tongue and I say whatever the hell that I like
And every morning, the moment I wake up (Wake up)
Before I put on any make-up (Make-up)
I walk down the stairs
Pull up a chair, and I pour myself a cup of men’s
Tears (That’s right, I said it)
Cheers (Bad *** get it)
Yeah, it might be cold-blooded
But the hot girls, we love it
So pour yourself a cup of men’s tears
I’ma throw ’em a pity party
Make it sweet, boy, make it salty
‘Cause it’s better than that coffee, and I’m tired (I’m tired)
Ladies, I know that you’re tired (We’re so tired)
So in the morning, the moment you wake up (Wake up)
Before putting on any make-up (Make-up)
Just walk down the stairs
Pull up a chair, and you pour yourself a cup of men’s
Tears (That’s right, I said it)
Cheers (Bad *** get it)
Yeah, it might be cold-blooded
But the hot girls, we love it
So pour yourself a cup of men’s tears (Cheers)
Here’s to the ones that have hurt me
I’m fed up, it makes me so thirsty
They did me dirty
For years, and years, and years
So sit there and wallow
Baby, this time I’ll swallow
And pour myself a cup of men’s
Tears (That’s right, I said it)
Cheers (Bad *** get it)
Oh yeah, it might be cold-blooded
Hot girls, we love it
So pour yourself a cup of men’s tears
That’s right, I said it
Oh
Bad *** get it
Tastes so good
Oh