Cry To The Beat Lyrics - What They Do For Fun - The Ropes

It's a cold night out there 

All these people are unaware 

As unaware as I once was 

Until the day that I woke up 

And everything was gone 

I turn the music on 

And I cry to the beat 

As I try not to remember all those damn good memories 

I cry to the beat 

And remember every single little damn good memory 

Why do I have such a damn good memory? 

When it happens you'll be unprepared 

Thinking everything is nice and fair 

But sometimes happiness gets drunk 

And gets behind the wheel and does 

Lots of damage, lots of damage 

Yesterday's hell is today's heaven 

I know you won't listen 

You think it will never happen 

But when it does 

You'll turn the music on 

And you'll cry to the beat 

As you try not to remember all those damn good memories 

You'll cry to the beat 

And remember every single little damn good memory 

Why do you have such a damn good memory?