I'm standing in a jolly crowd

Joking, laughing a little too loud

Looking like the model of a man that's got it made

But my repartee is just to disguise

All the hurt I'm trying to hide

'Cause I'm crying, cry, crying inside

I'm sitting in a restaurant

A few old friends in a favorite haunt

And I'm wearing a suit of deepest blue

I've been wisecracking like the good old days

But pretty soon I'm gonna slip away

And walk myself right back to my lonely room

Everybody knows a man's not supposed to cry

If you look at my face you'll see my cheek is dry

I wish sometimes they'd cut me some slack

'Cause they don't know while they're slapping my back

I'm crying, cry, cry, cry, crying inside

Woah, here come the tears

Cry again, cry again

Well, everybody knows a man's not supposed to cry, cry, cry, cry

So behind this grin I'm holding it in up until I say goodbye

Well I wish sometimes they'd cut me some slack

'Cause they don't know while they're slapping my back

I'm crying, cry, cry, cry, crying inside

Nobody knows I'm crying, crying inside

I'm the life and the soul of the party

Sometimes, but I'm crying inside

Crying inside

Crying inside

Crying inside