Testo Smile And Cry

i've got an alibi
to sing a lullaby
to the girl next door
and not you
well it's pretty damn hard to take the truth so
swallow it down like an ecstasy pill babe
i don't care if it kills you to pay me my dues
credit worth the words i'd sang to you
and you love me for all the wrong reasons
baby baby but you don't see
that all the girls are discrete about me
the truth is the sub cooperation of your
attitude it kills the mood

all i really wanna know
girl is your smile all you're gonna show me
tonight your eyes
are telling me you'd rather die
alone and sick
to your stomach for the boy who wanted you for kicks so
cry now darling i'll be gone in the morning
to the diner at seven before you can call me and bore me