I Need To Have An Ugly Cry

I need to have an ugly cry

Then I will be just fine,

But I can’t cry,

My mascara will run;

It’s not waterproof mascara.

Like dark clouds before a thunderstorm,

No water sprinklers for me.

False eyelashes sliding down my face,

No thanks.

I’ll keep it all inside.

I need to have an ugly cry.

I need to have an ugly cry.

I can’t cry, 

My mascara will run;

It’s not waterproof mascara.

Tears can’t wash the heartache away,

So I won’t even bother….

No windshield wipers for my eyes, 

Although my heart explodes inside 

There’s nothing for you to see.

Train tracks running down my face.... (Oh, no)

You won’t make me a clown.

You can run, 

But I’ll stand still.

No raccoon eyes for me.

I need to have an ugly cry.

I need to have an ugly cry.

I can’t cry,

My mascara will run.

It’s not waterproof mascara.

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