No use crying


There's no use crying
over milk that's lying
down there on the floor
Just make sure you jump
over the puddle
when you walk out of the door

There's no use trying
to keep what's drying
right there before your eyes
The time has now come
to ask for mercy
As you look up at the skies

The Lord will tell ya 
that ya did me wrong
Taking me for a ride
The Lord will tell ya
that ya need to be strong
And swallow your foolish pride
Cos I'm being kind
Just to say goodbye
And nothing will change my mind

Lucignano, 27 3 2007