Girls Don't Cry
Somewhere out in the heart of suburbiaFlinching from the words that could almost murder herListenIt's the final dayWhatever boys sayGirls don't cryWhatever boys sayGirls don't cry
She's wearing plaid and jeansLike a workman on the roadHitching out westWith a personal stereoPlaying"Lay, lady, lay"
Whatever boys sayGirls don't cryWhatever boys sayGirls don't cry
In her heartShe's not even a renegadeFrom the startShe knew why she would not be savedAll her instinctsLead a different way
In the pocket by her heart is a dog-eared PolaroidA picture of a girl with her armRound a boy who went missingThe final dayWhatever boys sayGirls don't cryWhatever boys sayGirls don't cryWhatever boys say(I don't care what they say)Girls don't cryWhatever boys say(I don't care what they say)Girls don't cry