Tears shed into the too-bright sun
Sparkle with deceptive beauty
As they are drawn down his face,
Defying standards of masculinity.
"Boys Don't Cry" my ass.
She is the one standing stoically,
Swallowing the rising emotions and hiding them
Deep in the corners of her mind
Before turning her back and leaving.
"Till death do us part" just doesn't mean what it used to.
He doesn't understand what set them apart
She doesn't understand what put them together.

"Dry your eyes mate/
I know it's hard to take/
But her mind has been made up/
There's plenty more fish in the sea/
Dry your eyes mate/
I know you want to make/
Her see how much this thing hurts/
But you've got to walk away now/
It's over"

"Dry Your Eyes" - The Streets