| Lyrics: | Inside the pocket of a clown, Is a sad place to hang around,
Just watching smiles turn into
frowns, inside the pocket of a clown.
Inside the heartache of a fool, you learn things they
don't teach in school,
And lessons there can be real cruel, inside the heartache of a
fool.
Hollow eyes, make a thin disguise, as little drops of truth,
fall from your eyes.
(2 times)
Inside a memory from the past, lives every love that didn't last,
Sweet
dreams can start to fade real fast, inside a memory from the past.
Its a real sad place to
hang around, inside the pocket of a clown. |
