Love is a joke that everyone's tellin'
Going up in smoke and straight to hell in
Your expensive car with the girl at the bar
Life is the title of a foreign movie
Where the leading man is always high and he's smoking in a seaside town
Like it's a merry go round
Ooooh
No you're never gonna see me cry
Ooooh
Feel the cold, feel the cold but you don't know why
No you're never gonna see me, never gonna see me cry
The heart is just another pop song playing
And you can't even tell what the hell they're saying
Set the market on fire
Be an escort for hire
The soul is a waiting room forever
Everyone outside they're gonna get better
We'll drive up the coast
Be a perfect host
The answer nobody knows
Oooh
No you're never gonna see me cry
Oooh
Feel the cold, feel the cold but you don't know why
Oooh
No you're never gonna see me, never gonna see me cry
I am the twenty first century man with
The entire world in the palm of my hand so hard to understand
That this is who I am
This is who I am
Oooh
No you're never gonna see me cry
Oooh
Feel the cold, feel the cold but you don't know why
Oooh
No you're never gonna see me cry
Oooh
Feel the cold, feel the cold but you don't know why
Oooh
No you're never gonna see me, never gonna see me cry
Hey hey
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