3 acessos
He told you
That he'd never write a love song again
And he told you
That he enjoyed the blues of being lonely
It's so cliché
Here he goes and falls in love
With someone that he ought not to
It doesn't matter
He thinks he's a mystery
But you read him like an open book
Moping Jack now makes his way
With his head up high and a phoney smile
Moping Jack now makes his way
With his head up high
And a smile on his face
So take him to your place
And let him be awkward
In his buttoned out shirt
He's never really comfortable
Have you witnessed it -
Captain Cool was there
And she came down with a deceiving smile
Click clacking high heel boots
Told him that she loved him
And then shot him right between the eyes
Moping Jack now makes his way
With his head up high and a phoney smile
Moping Jack now makes his way
With his head up high
And a smile on his face
It's so cliché
Here he goes and falls in love
With someone that he ought not to
It doesn't matter
He thinks he's a mystery
But you read him like an open book
Moping Jack now makes his way
With his head up high and a phoney smile
Moping Jack now makes his way
With his head up high
And a smile on his face