save the sad for real life my best friend cries at the movies
even when the story´s old and bad
and the tube hurts
and my arm hurts
and the movie is sad

save your tears they´re for the injured man
because he drinks too much and you don´t need it
emotion drives the car home and hollers
get me down or wake me up
in a cyclone next to my brother i holler
there is no one like my brother

i may get sick there
sick with pleasure
tomorrow´s a new day

the roof it rips and then my house is a cave
it is a cave where i hide the car keys from myself
and say you´re not going anywhere
even if your mother´s waiting at the door with a towel

you can´t dry off the
the hurt no more
tomorrow is too late
my best friend said so
you can´t dry off the
the hurt no more
tomorrow is too late

i save the sad for real life my best friend cries at the movies
even when the story´s old and bad
and the tube hurts
and my arm hurts
and the movie is sad