The Damned Don’t Cry

Traveling with no destination, no place to go
Nameless towns with faceless people, no place I know
Time to close my mind and drift off to other scenes
Lose myself in glossy pages, dull magazines

Moments pass by, oh so slowly
Makes me lonely too (ah-ah-ah)
Twisting streetlights in the darkness
Makes me lonely too (ah-ah-ah)

Ah, the damned don't cry (ah-ah)
No, the damned don't cry

(Ah, the damned don't cry)
(No, the damned don't cry)

Curling smoke climbs upward slowly, past my trembling face
I see myself in rain soaked windows in a different place

Single heartbeats in the dim lights
Makes me lonely too (ah-ah-ah)
Hearing sounds of celebrations
Makes me lonely too (ah-ah-ah)

Ah, the damned don't cry (ah-ah)
No, the damned don't cry

(Ah, the damned don't cry)
(No, the damned don't cry)

Oh, the damned don't cry
Oh, the damned don't cry
Oh, the damned don't cry
Oh, the damned don't cry

Damned don't cry
Damned don't cry
Damned don't cry
Damned don't cry