Lyrics

I bought some pumps at Gemima's But they were rubbing and making me sore I just carried on smiling 'Cause everybody dug the shoes that I wore I can suffer in silence If it means that I can blend with the crowd Suckin' suffer in silence But I wouldn't want to say it too loud They'll bill keen down at the bistro And I was broke it was the end of the week I just had coffee whilst you stuffed your face We went Dutch without so much as a squeak I can suffer in silence Suck it in and bottle it up Suckin' suffer in silence As you keep me staring aghast Every night I retire to the same chair By a phone that's attached to the wall And I hope that no one will call I'm not waiting for an invitation I'm not waiting for horrible news But the other shoe to fall I can suffer in silence If it means that I can blend with the crowd Suckin' suffer in silence But I wouldn't want to say it too loud Every night I retire to the same chair By a phone that's attached to the wall And I hope that no one will call I'm not waiting for an invitation I'm not waiting for horrible news Just the other shoe to fall