Текст: Lex Zaleta. I Try.

Last night beneath the covers,
I asked about your old lover.
And were you seeing my face or his.
You said, "The past is better left where it is."
Then you turned your back with a sigh,
And that solitary sigh said, "Goodbye."

I try never to pry,
I try never to pry,
I try never to pry,
And I'm never gonna pry again.

This morning at the airport,
As you were leaving my escort,
I said, "Whatever's good for you
Will be good for me, too.
Our futures will be filled with smiles,
Now, go get those frequent flier miles."

I try never to lie,
I try never to lie,
I try never to lie,

And I'm never gonna lie again.

Tonight, I sit and pass the hours,
Staring at the last dead flowers
That are all I have left of you.
Now, there's only one thing I can do
On this hottest night in July,
I keep wiping the sweat from my eyes.

I try never to cry,
I try never to cry,
I try never to cry,
And I'm never gonna cry again.

I try never to pry,
I try never to lie,
I try never to cry,
And I'm never gonna cry again.