Crying Inside

I'm standing in a jolly crowd

Joking, laughing a little too loud

Looking like the model of a man that's got it made

But my repartee is just to disguise

All the hurt I'm trying to hide

'Cause I'm crying, I'm crying

Crying inside

I'm sitting in a restaurant

A few old friends in a favorite haunt

And I'm wearing a suit of deepest blue

I've been wise-cracking like the good old days

But pretty soon I'm gonna slip away

And walk myself right back to my lonely room

Everybody knows a man's not supposed to cry

If you look at my face, you'll see my cheek is dry

I wish sometimes they'd cut me some slack

'Cause they don't know, while they're slappin' my back

I'm crying

Cry, cry, cry, crying inside

Whoa, here comes the tears

Cry again, cry again

Well, everybody knows a man's not supposed to cry, cry, cry, cry

So behind this grin I'm holding it in up until I say goodbye

Well, I wish sometimes they'd cut me some slack

'Cause they don't know while they're slappin' my back

I'm crying

Cry, cry, cry, crying inside

Nobody knows I'm crying

Crying inside

I'm the life and the soul of the party sometimes

But I'm crying inside

Crying inside, crying inside

Crying inside