from the songs album 3 Hearts In The Happy Ending Machine
(hall, allen, stewart)
I forgot just how to feel
City scene ain't no big deal
Soul deep so ya say
None of that takes my breath away
Oh i always seem to see
Both sides when they disagree
And neither one seems right
Too much city life
Is messin' with my inner lite
And everybody's too cool to believe
I wasn't born yesterday
You should know by now
So let's set the record straight
And we can carry on
I wasn't born yesterday
I'll find out
I ain't innocent
Lots of room for me to doubt
I never learned to cry
So far so extreme
If i'm jaded, you're naive
But behind that cynic's steady gaze
There's a wide-eyed lover drink for days
Oh i don't want to be
One of those guys who only sees
The joke behind the lie
Too much city life
May i don't know wrong from right
But baby i ain't too cool to believe
I wasn't born yesterday
I don't die for love
Just let the record speak
Then i carry on
I wasn't born yesterday
I don't die for love
It's never too late to come of age
Never too late
Oh i wanna learn to cry
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