Pretty Tears

All the boys are singing the same old song to you;
but you don't seem to hear a thing.
All the girls are singing the same melody to you;
but you don't seem to care at all.

The stubbornness you own is stronger than our love.
Why can't we break the circle?
Gold lemonade and Bronze cherries.
A memory that brings emotions back.

Your tears are falling from your eyes and they are...
They are pretty tears,
they are pretty tears.
You put them into small jars,
your pretty tears.
Your tears that are falling from your eyes
they come to be dry
by the time they hit your cheeks darling.

Gold lemonade we drink before we sleep,
but we don't dream.
Could Pink champaign help us exist?
We are still dry by the squeezing toxics in the atmosphere.

And all the boys are singing the same old melody to you;
but you don't seem to care at all.
And all the girls are singing the same old song to you;
but you don't seem to hear a thing.

Pretty tears in your eyes and I taste the sadness.
Don't dream against the bridges we built.
Pretty tears in your eyes and I feel the tiredness.
Without you, I wouldn't have memories to cry.
The pretty tears are falling from my eyes.
My pretty eyes.