Chocolate Mouth - Hawksley Workman

Cry, cry my little chocolate mouth

The sun will come out to save your smile

Cry as the monarchs will be leaning south

The impostors of spring fell all the while

And who’s gonna say that I couldn’t be right?

I’m not gonna lie down and suffer into the night

Been here all alone before and here I come again

Try, we try to keep our noses clean

But there’s so many gods with so many needs

And I try, but sadness is an infinite stream

We say that we love, don’t know what it means

And who’s gonna say that I couldn’t be right?

Don’t want to go walk at the sun right into the night

You said that you were happy then

Do you believe that you were true?

You probably were happier then

When there was no me, there was you

And born to think that, what is true

To think that, what is true

And born to think that, what is true

To think that, what is true

And who’s gonna say that I couldn’t be right?

Don’t want to go walk at the sun right into the night

You said that you were happy then

Do you believe that you were true?

You probably were happier then

When there was no me, there was you