Richard Marx Follow

She's still another party blonde who has always had her way

Now just another hanger on with a faded resume

He's gonna be a leading man in the Gary Cooper mold

Now working at a pretzel stand, but it's him that's getting sold

Big dreamer gonna take the town, but she's running out of time

Still singing at a sleazy lounge to a house of drooling swine

Self satisfied narcissist with a body like a God

He's thinking that's all there is, but I don't want that job

Streets of pain

They don't hear the crying

Streets of pain

Never felt the tears

Streets of pain

They just keep on lying

Get it through your head

'Cause some things never change

Won't it finally be obvious that there's very little chance?

Can't they see it's a Greyhound bus and not their handsome prince?

Isn't anybody satisfied with the average girl next door?

Does she have to be glamorized so the world will love her more?

Streets of pain

Sinking like a rock in a river

Streets of pain

Never felt so cold

Streets of pain

Lower than a snake can slither

Not to mention all the stories never told

Pretty girl becomes a socialite standing in somebody else's light

Anything can happen late at night, in the morning she'll be out of sight

Made a million on a lucky streak, threw it all away as foolishly

One of many comic tragedies, what else can there be?

So you better get on the road to the desolation station

And you better bring all you own, it's a permanent vacation

We're waiting here with open arms, but it isn't what it seems

Just looking for the boulevard on the trail of broken dreams

Streets of pain

They don't hear the crying

Streets of pain

Never felt the tears

Streets of pain

They just keep on lying

Get it through your head

'Cause some things never change

Streets of pain

Sinking like a rock in a river

Streets of pain

Never felt so cold

Streets of pain

Lower than a snake can slither

Not to mention all the stories never told