| The sound of thunder crashed down the alleyway
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| Who can remember the last time it rained?
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| As you pushed through the crowd
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| Into the mean streets of town
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| There was something I needed to explain
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| You accuse my of having a heart that was made of stone
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| I’m hard on the outside, that’s how I survive
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| But, baby, deep in my soul
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| Is where you had complete control
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| But you’ll never see a teardrop in my eye
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| Don’t ask why
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| 'Cause we all know that tough guys don’t cry
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| The world’s greatest lie
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| Is that all of us tough guys don’t cry
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| It’s three thirty-seven, just me and my empty glass
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| My vision is blurry, it’s so hard to see
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| Was I really so blind?
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| Was I out of my mind?
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| But you’ll never hear my apology
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| Don’t ask why
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| 'Cause we all know that tough guys don’t cry
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| The world’s greatest lie
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| Is that all of us tough guys don’t cry
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| I’m a tough guy on the outside, yeah
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| And I’m cryin' on the inside
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| Hear me cry
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| Don’t ask why
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| 'Cause we all know that tough guys don’t cry
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| The world’s greatest lie
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| Is that all of us tough guys don’t cry
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| You know all of us tough guys don’t cry
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| Yes, we all know that tough guys don’t cry
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| Yeah
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| Yes, we all know that tough guys don’t cry
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| Yeah
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| Yes, we all know that tough guys don’t cry |