I once knew a girl who cried wolf one too many times. This song is for her.
She cries her paper tears
As she walks down the street.
The wet concrete never ends
It starts to bruise her feet.
You can tell that she's seen it all
That she's never been all right.
She says the boys won't let her be
But she is full of lies.
She says, "I can't bear
Another day out there.
I miss my friend. I want him back."
It's too late for that
She calls up Johnny's phone.
Says, "Can you spare the time?
I'm all alone again tonight
And I don't have a dime."
He can tell that she's seen it all
That she's playing hard to get
She tells him 'bout the boy she couldn't stop
He doesn't buy a word