most anything To get you back by my side But I just keep on laughing Hiding the tears in my eyes 'Cause boys don't cry Boys don't cry Boys don't cry
get you back By my side But I just Keep on laughing Hiding the tears In my eyes 'Cause boys don't cry Boys don't cry Boys don't cry
I Didn't know that today it would be Me having got to say I love you But I remember that Chorus Big boys don't cry And sometimes I cry I said I cry.
Whatever boys say Girls don't cry Whatever boys say Girls don't cry Whatever boys say (I don't care what they say) Girls don't cry Whatever boys say (
To get you back by my side But I just Keep on laughing Hiding the tears in my eyes 'cause boys don't cry Boys don't cry Boys don't cry
didn't want to give details. A mate had od'd, I could feel your heart beat. I miss you never met you, X O M C. Boys don't cry, they prefer ballin' and
Boys don't cry Boys don't cry Boys don't cry But I gotta remember that boys don't cry Don't cry Don't cry Don't cry Boys don't cry
back by my side But I just keep on laughing Hiding the tears in my eyes Because boys don't cry Boys don't cry Boys don't cry Boys don't cry
to cry on Someone to rely on I'll do anything for you You are my best friend On me you can depend Our friendship will never end Remember (chorus) Big boys don't cry
I try to laugh about it Cover it all up with lies I try to laugh about it Hiding the tears in my eyes 'Cause boys don't cry Boys don't cry I would
boys don't cry Oh, G.T.O. baby, G.T.O. baby Big boys don't cry Oh, G.T.O. baby, G.T.O. baby Big boys don't cry Oh, G.T.O. baby, G.T.O. baby Big boys
10.15 on a Saturday night And the tap drips Under the strip light And I'm sitting In the kitchen sink And the tap drips Drip, drip, drip Waiting for
Cherish this moment Feel inside We sit in the same room Side by side I give you the wrong lines Feed you Accuracy Accuracy Look into my eyes We both
Slowly fading blue, the eastern hollows Catch the dying sun, night time follows Silent and black mirror pool Mirrors the lonely place where I meet you
Standing on the beach with a gun in my hand Staring at the sea, staring at the sand Staring down the barrel at the Arab on the ground See his open mouth
Plastic passion is hard to handle Plastic passion is a sold out scandal Oh, it's a plastic passion Oh, it's a plastic passion Plastic passion is the
Oh nothing ever changes, nothing ever moves And I swim around in circles in the same old lifeless room And talk about the mirror man, the whispers in
