I Don’t Cry Anymore

Every night she closes up the local grocery store
She walks a block to her apartment on the second floor
She plays the record she made 20 years before
This is what she lives for. She sings out every song
As if she were up on the stage with her fans looking on
They ask, “Where is she now?” She’s been gone so long

She said, “I almost had the glory
I could taste the fame
If it wasn’t for my weakness
I’d be sipping fine champagne
Wish I could do it over
There’s so much I would change
But I don’t cry anymore
No, I don’t cry anymore”

The pressure of the spotlight was more than she could bear
She reached out for comfort and found nobody there
Except for the booze and the pills, no one was there to care
Now her picture on the album is faded and worn
It’s the picture of a star waiting to be born
Would they recognize her now looking so forlorn

She said, “I almost had the glory
I could taste the fame
If it wasn’t for my weakness
I’d be sipping fine champagne
Wish I could do it over
There’s so much I would change
But I don’t cry anymore
No, I don’t cry anymore”

In a few more hours a new day will begin
She’ll go to work then come home and do it all again
Tonight she will pretend she’s a star again

She said, “I almost had the glory
I could taste the fame
If it wasn’t for my weakness
I’d be sipping fine champagne
Wish I could do it over
There’s so much I would change
But I don’t cry anymore
No, I don’t cry anymore”

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