You sit there and call me a liar and a cheat I just wish you'd pin a rose on me Now you won't even come out and take a bow
Crying won't help you now Crying won't help you now
So now your poets Have all put down their pens The only songs to sing Are those sung again
Lonely just doesn't look good on you somehow Crying won't help you now Crying won't help you now
Now I jsut keep on starring Into the black eyes of the truth We'll have to learn to live up on our own somehow
Crying won't help you now Crying won't help you now Crying won't help you now Crying won't help you nowTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
