[Intro]
There are men that say they don't cry
It's not my fault, Johnny, Johnny, Johnny, Johnny
[Verse 1]
I always manage to find some faults
And some flaws, it's enough to say bullsh*t
At the rhythm at which things go
I'm asking myself what my wife will look like
I put all my strength in music
Without counting on women and punishments
I have to prepare the ammunition
I have to start as keen
My wife will be quiet
With extraordinary patience
A pair of sensitive breasts
Even when I give her a piece of my mind, she'd still want me
She'll have the curves, I'll have the envy
In the meantime, I'll collect defeat
Playing with women leads to failure
Playing with the devil creates trouble
[Chorus] (x2)
There are men that say they don't cry
There are men that say they don't cry
It's not my fault, Johnny, Johnny, Johnny,
Not my fault, Johnny, Johnny, Johnny
[Verse 1]
Another Saturday night in my room
A dirty story of a bitch in porn, I don't go out
Sometimes I'm afraid of getting boring or being forgotten
Like the f*cking ads on the tromé
My neighbour farts like a hose, I put the bass down
He wants to pass me soap, I tear my pupils out
I eat a sandwich in which I put curry
4:30 in the morning and I don't give a damn about anything but a big heeled bitch
I could call her but it's not worth it (it's not worth it)
Instead, I write and play
The neighbour hears guns instead of moaning
Because she never came back
I could talk of loving to hate (of loving to hate)
I put all my pain on paper
I put all my pain on paper
I put all my pain on paper
[Chorus] (x2)
There are men that say they don't cry
There are men that say they don't cry
It's not my fault, Johnny, Johnny
Johnny, Johnny
[Outro]
Some men say they don't cry
Left to talk to other girls
I left you to talk to other girls
Johnny