Grown Man Cry

Amanda Palmer

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    We are standing on the threshold
    Of a decent conversation
    When I can hear the door slam
    I know the face you're making

    And I really want to talk to you
    I really, really wanted to
    But once you get your mind made up
    There is no getting through to you

    For a while it was touching
    For a while it was challenging
    Before it became typical
    And now it really isn't interesting
    To see a grown man cry
    To see a grown man cry

    I'm lying on the sofa and the radio is blaring
    And I'm scanning through the stations
    As the boys declare their feelings
    But it doesn't feel like feelings
    It feels like they're pretending
    It's like they just want blowjobs
    And they know these songs will get them

    And I really want to talk to you
    I really, really wanted to
    But I have learned my lesson now
    And you’re not the one I'm turning to

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    And for a while it was touching
    For a while it was challenging
    Before it got habitual
    And now it really isn't interesting
    To see a grown man cry
    To see a grown man cry

    I was the first to warn you
    I lay myself before you
    I was the first to warn you
    I put myself before you

    We are standing on the corner
    And you're throwing down the gauntlet
    It is not a life decision
    We just need to pick a restaurant

    After all this, I should know you
    Well enough not to get into it
    I should learn, but I'm an idiot
    You only want an argument

    And for a while it was touching
    It was almost even comforting
    Before it became typical
    And now it really is not interesting
    To see a grown man cry
    To see a grown man cry

    To see a grown man throw a temper fit
    To see a grown man cross his arms
    And sit as if the whole wide world would end
    If he was not a part of it
    But at the same time with no confidence
    Never realizing the consequence
    He's having on the ones he loves
    Because he thinks he makes no difference

    We are standing on the threshold
    Of a decent conversation
    When I can hear the door slam
    I know the face you're making

    And I really want to talk to you
    I really, really wanted to
    But this time, I am giving up
    I am simply giving up on you

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    Composición: Amanda Palmer

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