That cinnamon, that's Hollywood

No one can see you cry

No one can see you try
I don't want to hear you cry
That cinnamon, that's Hollywood

That sugarcane that tasted good
You've got it all, you've got it sized
Come on, come on
No one can see you cry
This hurricane, I'm not afraid
No one can see you try
That sugarcane that tasted good
Come on, come on
No one can see me cry

Come on, come on

That's who you are, that's what you could
No one can see you cry

No one can see me cry
You want the greatest thing, the greatest thing since bread came sliced
That sugarcane that tasted good

Trying to look like you don't try
Come on, come on
That sugarcane that tasted good
Like a coy in a frozen pond, like a goldfish in a bowl

Come on, come on
That sugarcane that tasted good
Like a Friday fashion show teenager cruising in the corner
Come on, come on
This avalanche, I'm not afraid
This lightning storm, this tidal wave
No one can see you cry
That's who you are, that's what you could
Come on, come on
That freezing rain, that's what you could
This sugarcane, this lemonade