Frankie, didn’t I tell you,
You got the world in the palm of your hand.
Frankie, didn’t I tell you,
They’re running at your command.
You know the chains as if they’re your invention.
It wasn’t your intension,
Frankie,
To fall in the trap you made.
It’s a crying shame.
You left a trail of destruction.
Heartbreaker, you know now,
They really did care cause it’s your first affair.
Frankie, didn’t I tell you,
The lion would come in for a kill,
Frankie, didn’t I say,
It had power over your sweet skill.
So where is the laughter you spat right in their faces?
Didn’t I tell you,
Frankie,
That you might run out of aces.
It’s a crying shame.
You couldn’t win the game, heartbreaker.
This time it’s your first affair.
Frankie...
Frankie’s first affair.
It’s your time to cry, heartbreaker.
Frankie, frankie’s first affair.
It’s your time to cry.
It’s a crying shame, heartbreaker.
You know now,
They really did care cause it’s your first affair.
Frankie,
Frankie’s first affair.
Frankie,
Frankie’s first affair.
It’s your turn,
To cry.
It’s your turn,
To cry.
It’s your turn,
To cry.
It’s your turn,
To cry.
Don’t you realise they really,
Really,
Really did care.
The party’s over,
Now you discover.
It’s your turn to cry,
And don’t you realise,
It’s the toughest game.
The party’s over,
It’s your turn to cry
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