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, s**in' 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, s** it in and bottle it up, s**in' 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, s**in' 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.