Somewhere out in the heart of suburbia
Flinching from the words that could almost murder her
Listen
It`s the final day
Whatever boys say
Girls don`t cry
Whatever boys say
Girls don`t cry
She`s wearing plaid and jeans
Like a workman on the road
Hitching out west
With a personal stereo
Playing
"Lay, lady, lay"
Whatever boys say
Girls don`t cry
Whatever boys say
Girls don`t cry
In her heart
She`s not even a renegade
From the start
She knew why she would not be saved
All her instincts
Lead a different way
In the pocket by her heart is a dog-eared Polaroid
A picture of a girl with her arm round a boy who went missing
The final day
Whatever boys say
Girls don`t cry
Whatever boys say
Girls don`t cry
Whatever boys say
(I don`t care what they say)
Girls don`t cry
Whatever boys say
(I don`t care what they say)
Girls don`t cry
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