No One Cried
Those diamonds in our eyes they could turn on you
And all of the tricks hidden up a sleeve know a thing or two
Now you're out on your own drying city tears in the avenues
Train's broken down but a heart of gold's staring right at you
Into the drink, buying record time for another round
Best look sharp when the bottle's loose, you could own the town
Into the streets, following the night, getting turned around
Left all alone in a leather booth with the queen of the underground
If the world's gone tomorrow, then we're doing it right
It's the last night promise and he's losing his mind
No one cried
If the world's gone tomorrow then we're doing it right
It's the last night promise and it's all on the line
Better tell your lover to keep pouring the wine
When the lights go out it's been a hell of a, hell of a time