Cigarette between her fingers And a drink in her hand She thought about the days When her looks were still in demand And wondered where the time had gone When did everything go wrong
No more flowers at her door No more phone calls to wait up for
And she just wanted to die But it was easier, it was easier To cry, cry To cry, cry
Remembered fingers running through her hair as she wept Got up to fix another drink And cursed the memory she kept When Jack would ease her heavy heart And Jim would keep her from the dark Woke up in her clothes and she smiled And said romance was out of style
She just wanted to die But it was easier, it was easier To cry, cry To cry, cry
They’re just tears for the cause Tracks for the lost Betrayed by the heart Waiting for sorrow to dissolve
But it’s so easy to It's so easy to ... To cry, cry x5