They say the language you cry in Is the one you are born with And though I concede This is true You aren't worth a tear in my tongue! So je plue Je plue Je n'ai pluere pas pour toi Je n'ai pluere pas pour toi I won't cry for you now anynore You aren't worth the tears You said you were leaving, I begged you to stay I don't know why I Said those words anymore I already knew the truth in my heart That it wasn't real because I'm not falling apart Why did I even bother to try?! You arent worth the tears in the language I cry Why did I even bother to try?! You aren't worth the tears in the language I cry The language I cry The language I cry You aren't worth the tears In the language I cry
I wrote this in December of last year. It needs some work, especially the French grammar, but the melody is solid. Solid to the point where it gets stuck in my head when I'm sad. It used to have a second verse and I'm endeavoring to remember it.