He told you That he'd never write a love song again And he told you That he enjoyed the blues of being lonely
It's so cliché Here he goes and falls in love With someone that he ought not to It doesn't matter He thinks he's a mystery But you read him like an open book
Moping Jack now makes his way With his head up high and a phoney smile Moping Jack now makes his way With his head up high And a smile on his face
So take him to your place And let him be awkward In his buttoned out shirt He's never really comfortable
Have you witnessed it - Captain Cool was there And she came down with a deceiving smile Click clacking high heel boots Told him that she loved him And then shot him right between the eyes
Moping Jack now makes his way With his head up high and a phoney smile Moping Jack now makes his way With his head up high And a smile on his face
It's so cliché Here he goes and falls in love With someone that he ought not to It doesn't matter He thinks he's a mystery But you read him like an open book
Moping Jack now makes his way With his head up high and a phoney smile Moping Jack now makes his way With his head up high And a smile on his face