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. Cryin' won't help you now. 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. Cryin' wont help you now. I just keep on staring. Into the black eyes of the truth. We'll have to learn to live apart somehow. Cryin' wont help you now