Girls Don't Cry - Pet Shop Boys

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