Sympathy For The Devil

Lyrics

[Verse One: Emilio Rojas] First love, I know you haven't forgiven me For all the women I seen up in the Philippines When I'm unzippin' jeans, living like a Liba-Teen Leavin' you and the kids at home alone, missin' me I wasn't ready for all them responsibilities Or them long nights in them hotels, it was killin' me But growin' up, I saw my own father cheatin' And my mama cryin' so the cycle has repeated I know my son, he understands why I'm leavin' And I feel bad lyin', sayin' that I'm gonna see him But his sister's too young to get my reasons Or wrap her head around all the shit that she was seein' But I was broke so I never threw a dollar in I disappeared, I knew that you would provide for them I wasn't fair, I wasn't there for guidin' them But I just wasn't ready to be a father yet, I'm sorry [Verse Two: Emilio Rojas] My first daughter, you're beautiful with your mother's eyes I'm sorry I wasn't there to sing you lullabies I'm sorry I never shared with you this other side of me But it was hard, I lived a double life I took another wife, I gave you a sister But I was never there enough to claim that I missed her And it was never fair to her the way that I did her And left you both without a father for the sake of my mistress I'm in Caracas, you blossomed and now you such a gem The only thing that I taught you was not to trust in men And now you single and hostile and I been wonderin' If I could be the reason that you not wantin' the other sex I wasn't ready for fatherhood, I'll admit it But everything I did, I promise you, I regret it Wish I could be the one you walk into at your wedding I'm a coward, I won't ask for forgiveness but I'm sorry [Verse Three: Emilio Rojas] Yeah, I gave you my name, I gave you my pain too You my first son, it's a mistake that I shamed you It's true your birth wasn't expected but you were such a blessin' Now I'm the reason you angry and you got such aggression Never was a question of whether you like me It's whether you like it or not, we livin' at high speeds Women at night leave but here's a bit of advice You die lonely, it'd get rid of that vice A child only sees the glamorous side of a philanderin' life But I know you saw the damage it caused I'm sorry that you had to see me put my hands on your mom And I jetted and made her handle it all Here's a man that was wrong A real man would be strong and hold his family down Not abandon his home to chase some ass around I understand that you grown and that you past it now And that my chances of knowin' you all shattered now, I'm sorry