[ Featuring Los Straitjackets ]
I'm standing in a jolly crowd
Joking, laughing a little too loud
Looking like the model of a man that's got it made
But my repartee is just to disguise
All the hurt I'm trying to hide
'Cause I'm crying, I'm crying
Crying inside
I'm sitting in a restaurant
A few old friends in a favorite haunt
And I'm wearing a suit of deepest blue
I've been wise-cracking like the good old days
But pretty soon I'm gonna slip away
And walk myself right back to my lonely room
Everybody knows a man's not supposed to cry
If you look at my face, you'll see my cheek is dry
I wish sometimes they'd cut me some slack
'Cause they don't know, while they're slappin' my back
I'm crying
Cry, cry, cry, crying inside
Whoa, here comes the tears
Cry again, cry again
Well, everybody knows a man's not supposed to cry, cry, cry, cry
So behind this grin I'm holding it in up until I say goodbye
Well, I wish sometimes they'd cut me some slack
'Cause they don't know while they're slappin' my back
I'm crying
Cry, cry, cry, crying inside
Nobody knows I'm crying
Crying inside
I'm the life and the soul of the party sometimes
But I'm crying inside
Crying inside, crying inside
Crying inside
