Real. Real like a plastic bouquet
That thrives on the smoke from an old fireplace
And dies every night with her face on the news.
Nobody cries, they just smoke and stare and their shoes.
The only difference is,
The only difference is,
Nobody can cry -
It's hard to do
For most folks, without a reason why.


Cry on Demand - Song Lyrics

Ryan Adams Quotes

Real. Real like a plastic bouquet That thrives on the smoke from an old fireplace And dies every night with her face on the news. Nobody cries, they...

Real. Real like a plastic bouquet That thrives on the smoke from an old fireplace And dies every night with her face on the news. Nobody cries, they...

Real. Real like a plastic bouquet That thrives on the smoke from an old fireplace And dies every night with her face on the news. Nobody cries, they...

Real. Real like a plastic bouquet That thrives on the smoke from an old fireplace And dies every night with her face on the news. Nobody cries, they...