I lost all my thrust in you,
You gave me more than a broken heart.
But you didn’t have got a clue,
Of all the good things I’ve got.
Chorus:
So don’t cry for help,
Don’t cry for love,
Don’t cry for all the things you’ve lost.
So don’t cry for all the things, you haven’t got…
Some people say don’t thrust again,
Cause it’s the most stupid thing to do.
Someday he’ll misses your lovely fame,
And he wants to come back to you.
Chorus:
So don’t cry for help,
Don’t cry for love,
Don’t cry for all the things you’ve lost.
So don’t cry for all the things, you haven’t got…
(Oh no, So don’t cry for all the things, you haven’t got)
All our moments are gone,
All our words are just lost.
We don’t say anything,
We don’t give our words.
And you are crying for help,
And for the things,.. the things you haven’t got…