Clay Hips

I Won’t Say

Clay Hips


Here’s some girl putting make-up on
She says she’s always known
She’s just been waiting for the right time
Stuck in the wrong kind of town
Is it over?
Will they remember you tonight?
Even now, she still shows up at their parties

And I can’t say no
So I won’t say anything

He hates talking about his history
Where he’s been
He knows he’ll only end up crying
All that he’ll say is that it’s awful
The way the night goes on and on
The days are so short
He’s ready to give in

And I can’t say no
So I won’t say anything
No, I can’t say no
So I won’t say anything at all

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