The First To Cry

I have no heart it seems

When I need it, it leaves

And I haven't the courage to oblige

Why couldn't somebody cry for me

This time?

For I'm too frightened to reply

As were the days of yore

Mine are timeless

Why couldn't someone have patience for me?

Why couldn't someone be wise to my fears?

Tell me why couldn't somebody cry for me

This time?

And if I should die, who'll be the first to cry?

I have not the nerve to show anyone how I am

For I'd be misunderstood

Every time you're standing by my side

I'm stricken with undying fear inside

And if I choose to comply

Not one would wonder why would I

Who'll be the first to cry?