Crying Kind

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



Credits
Writer(s): Sam Dylan Cook-parrott
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