Learn To Cry

It's twelve o'clock
The TV's on and I'm just sittin' around
I'm restless and blue but I
Can't figure out why
As the drunks on the park benches
Are putting their blankets down
I'm thinking, boy, you'd better learn to cry

Well, I could go to sleep
Or else recourse to alcohol
I could break up some of this
Room or just go outside
I could turn up some old hit so
Loud I can't hear it anymore
Sayin' boy, you'd better learn to cry
Boy, you'd better learn to cry
Girlfriends and wives punctuate
Your silence somehow in darkened rooms
In flickering black and white
She says all the actors in this
Movie are probably dead by now
You're thinkin', boy
You'd better learn to cry
Boy, you'd better learn to cry

A familiar face with a loving
Smile greets you every day
And failure seeps a little
Deeper through your life
Yeah, sure you gave some girl your heart
But you never used it anyway
Sayin' boy, you better learn to cry
Boy, you'd better learn to cry