you cry like somebody with nothing to cry about tears running down into your open mouth moaning like a dog that wants out you cry like somebody who chose the road most traveled down who dreams of tennis skirts and wedding gowns like a kid who crumbled under every frown when the moment calls for might when your house of glass ignites youll try to cry but wolf is all theyll hear you cry like somebody who never needed the tears you cry like somebody who holds a candle to the night thinking you can summon back the light cause your troubles never put up a fight if youd known a bitter word if youd ever gone unheard youd have learned by now to hold your head up when you pout to cry like somebody with something to cry about