Cry

Mimosas and brunches
You know, they're something
But I'm just not one of them kids
I'd rather spend your New York friend's
Money on something I won't regret
But I don't know
If it's worth the pain
The hurt, and suffering

So why don't you cry
When I'm hurt and in pain?
Why don't you cry
When I feel so ashamed?
Why don't you cry when I'm hurting?
Why don't you cry?
Why don't your cry?

Cry
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Cry
(Killing me softly with his posts on instagram
Posting up his story
Making a fool out of me)

Kissin' your best friend
It's juts not somethin'
That I am
I'd rather it be
Just you and me
On top of a mountain
Happy as could be
But I don't know
If it's worth the pain
Worth all of that
Sufferin'

So why don't you cry
When I'm hurt and in pain?
Why don't you cry
When I feel so ashamed?
Why don't you cry when I'm hurting?
Why don't you cry?
Why don't your cry?

Cry
Cry
Cry
Cry
Cry
Cry
Cry
Cry

I'm burnin'
Palo Santo
Keeping you close
You don't
Know
You're the ghost
I can't get close enough
But you don't
Know

So why don't you cry
When I'm hurt and in pain?
Why don't you cry
When I feel so ashamed?
Why don't you cry when I'm hurting?
Why don't you cry?
Why don't your cry?

Cry
(Come on now, baby,)
Cry
(You don't have to act so)
Cry
(Crazy in front of your friends)
Cry
(I don't think you're any less cool, but)
Cry
(I wish you would teach me)
Cry
(A thing or two)