Letras
- I try dancin' real fine, like I do every time, but I can't seem to find my love tonight.
You crash into your bed and you stare out the window, the stars twinkle brightly in your eye.
You say you're through with them, they say you can't make up your mind.
You won't let them hurt you, no you're not the hurtin' kind.
The walk home flew so fast, I got lost in my mind, guess it's just one more night down the drain.
Smoke your last cigarette and now you feel alright for a moment, but soon the feeling wanes.
You're pretty when you laugh, oh you're pretty when you cry.
You won't let them see that, no you're not the cryin' kind.
