Bryan Adams Ain't Gonna Cry

Well I hardly knew ya baby,
And you were comin' on,
Mama told me there'd be days like these.

I shoulda known better maybe,
Woulda seen right through ya,
I needed you like a disease.

I ain't gonna cry over you,
You're a mystery,
I ain't gonna cry over you,
You're history - history.

You said you'd wait forever,
But I know your type,
The lights are on but no-one's home.

I changed my number maybe,
You better change your mind,
Cause I'd rather spend the night alone.

I ain't gonna cry over you,
You're a mystery,
I ain't gonna cry over you,
You're history - history.

I ain't gonna cry over you,
You're a misery,
I ain't gonna cry over you,
You're history.

I ain't your kinda guy,
So forget about me,
'Cause I ain't too shy to say what I'm thinkin' - Hit it.

Yeah - Well I got reckless baby,
Put you in your place,
Next time maybe re-arrange your face.

I ain't gonna cry over you,
You're a mystery,
I ain't gonna cry over you,
You're history - history.

I ain't gonna cry over you,
You're a misery,
I ain't gonna cry over you,
You're history.