Warms you up inside
Soothes your wounded pride
But your gold turns to lead
As it goes to your head
And you cry
 [bad word] tears once again, my friend

So what if you're not the genius
You always thought you were?
Nobody hears the brilliant words
Between your ears
And you cry
 [bad word] tears once again, my friend

Here's some ancient [bad word] 
Dredged up from your youth
voice from way back when
Long lost love that might have been
And you cry
 [bad word] tears once again, my friend

Go ahead, I don't mind your [bad word] tears