I would say i'm sorry if I thought that you would give a shit   But I know I drank too much and now I'm just too tanked to live   Don't want to chat about it   Blow your advice out your rear   So I get smashed about it   Drowning my sorrows in beers,cause      Skins Don't Cry   SKins Don't Cry      I would get down at your feet and beg forgiveness, pleading you   But I fear if I bend down, I'll throw up on your brand new shoes   Don't want to chat about it   Blow your advice out your ass   So I get smashed about it   Bartender fill up my glass,cause      Skins Don't Cry   Skins Don't Cry      I would break a bottle on my head if it would hurt my shame   But, I say "why bother?"   Im so loaded I could get you laid   Pushed past my limit   Out with the boys   Blew all my chancea   So I run through the street yelling: Oy! Oy! Oy!   Oh I would do most anything to get you back in the sack   But I just, keep on drinking   Knocking those budwisers back, cause      Skins Don't Cry   Skins Don't Cry      Skins Don't Cry      .....I hate her