I thought you had a pretty good sense of self,
I thought you were being ironic when you ripped your jeans
I thought you were being ironic when you ripped your jeans
So sinful that all you want from me is sympathy
So,I'll cry tomorrow,I ain't got time today
I'll cry tomorrow,'til then I'm on my way
I'll cry tomorrow,I'm too young,so
I'll cry tomorrow
That stylish hairdo that you were so proud of
Well,don't you know I thought you were puttin' me on
Well,don't you know I thought you were puttin# me on
Oh,it's sinful that you want from me this sympathy
Chorus
(I'll cry tomorrow 'bout it,don't hold your breath,just wait and see
I'll cry tomorrow 'bout it,don't hold your breath,just wait and see)
The way you stare so aimlessly in space
You know I felt like sayin',"Put your contact lens back in."
You know I felt like sayin',"Put your contact lens
Back in."
It's so sinful that all you want from me is sympathy.
Chorus
Writer(s): Nils Lofgren, Dick Wagner, Lou A Reed
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