Text: Linda Ronstadt. Cry 'Til My Tears Run Dry.

Here it is again, Friday night
Everyone is laughing
Carrying on, going out
Having a ball

But I stay at home
Waiting by a phone that never rings
Surrounded by memories
And all your things

Yes, I'm gonna cry
(Yes, I'm gonna cry)
Oh, yes, I'm gonna cry
(Yes, I'm gonna cry)

Yes, I'm gonna cry
(Yes, I'm gonna cry)
Oh, yes, I'm gonna cry
(Yes, I'm gonna cry)
'Til my tears run dry

I know that you're out
Having fun, cheatin' on me
Telling pretty lies
Making her promises now

You don't think of me
You don't care about what's happening here
Every time you kiss her, I cry a tear

Yes, I'm gonna cry
(Yes, I'm gonna cry)
Oh, yes, I'm gonna cry
(Yes, I'm gonna cry)

Yes, I'm gonna cry
(Yes, I'm gonna cry)
Oh, yes, I'm gonna cry
(Yes, I'm gonna cry)
'Til my tears run dry

You don't think of me
You don't care about what's happening here
Every time you kiss her, I cry a tear

Yes, I'm gonna cry
(Yes, I'm gonna cry)
Oh, yes, I'm gonna cry
(Yes, I'm gonna cry)

Yes, I'm gonna cry
(Yes, I'm gonna cry)
Oh, yes, I'm gonna cry
(Yes, I'm gonna cry)
'Til my tears run dry

Yes, I, yes, I'm gonna cry
Oh, guess I, guess I'm gonna cry
Yes, I, yes, I'm gonna cry
Oh, guess I, guess I'm gonna cry

Yes, I, yes, I'm gonna cry
Oh, guess I, guess I'm gonna cry