She fell in love with my singing
she knew the bells started ringing
she thought there was only her there
but, me, I just live for the clapping
A hand delivery of an invite to my premiere
when he fell in love, I was acting
I sent her flowers, asked her to marry me
but all I heard was their clapping
Now she cries with a cigarrette at the window
he croons and moans like he’s hurting
she cries so well
he croons and moans, just croons and moans
Now, I had no idea she needed direction
and he was at the mercy of his writers
for the songs I needed to touch her
those sad, sad songs to make me happy
Now she cries with a cigarrette at the window
he croons and moans like he’s hurting
she cries so well
he croons and moans, just croons and moans
We re-enact the love scenes from her/my movies
but I never thought, but she uses a stand-in
his voice is croakier every day now
and she cries so well