Ellis Paul - I Won't Cry Over You Lyrics
Maggie looks out her window,Sees a cab in the streetLets out a point-blank whistle,It stops with a screechShe picks up the last box,That sits in the cornerShe turns around to takeA mental photographShe says to herself,I think a toast is in order,And she holds upAn invisible wine glass(chorus)Heres to the fool I wasHeres to the bride I could never beIve gotta know whats truth and whats fictionI gotta feel like my loves got convictionSo tell me truthcause I got me suspicionsAnd I tell you if its the last thing I doI wont cry over you . . .Maggie sits in the kitchenOf miss bethany jonesWhose pouring the coffeeAnd gathering stonesYou gave him ultimatumsThey did not even scare himHed walk a plankBefore hed step down the aisleTake care of yourself, girlHes the one whos gotta change himLet him ponder bachelorhood for a long while(chorus)cause Im done with thatIm done with cryingSeems like its the only thingThat Ive been tryingTheyre taking it downTo the heart of the matterTalking the big pictureLike its a little tiny thingSmaller than a bread boxThinner than a whiskerThey split like an atomThen the telephone ringsHe says,(chorus)I just had to call youI feel like Ive been spinning my wheelsI just had to tell you how I feelIm not asking you toIf only youd listenDont cry
