Crocodile Tears

Don't change the subject to the weather Don't wee on me and claim it's rain Your crocodile tears couldn't get any wetter Your plastic flowers, they don't make me feel any better Make me feel any better You can cry me a river But you won't be drowning me In those eyes Though floods may rise You can scrape on your fiddle But I won't be dancing to your tune Or whistling to the moon Crocodile, crocodile tears Crocodile, crocodile tears Let's tell the world we're still together Let our grim smiles belie the pain Our crocodile tears will flow on forever The plastic flowers will make it seem better Crocodile, crocodile tears Crocodile, crocodile tears Crocodile, crocodile tears Crocodile, crocodile tears