Rock A Bye (7 Year Bitch)

Well I drink and I cry Clench your fists, grit my teeth Lotta smoke, wipe my eye Why'd ya have to go and die? And everything seems like nothing Up against what your { ?} 'Cuz pain was pain But pain was never {?} that (?) Well here I am and here I go... You sleep, so sound, no sign of struggle around But this is not sleepin' I didn't hear your fists pound No, I didn't hear your fists pound Don't you roll my baby away 'Cuz there's a couple more things I wanted to say Don't you roll my baby away There's a couple more things I wanted to say Don't you roll my baby, my baby away Wake up! Wake up!