Tears Of Gold (spin,spin,spin)

I will not be played like one of your old records that your daddy gave you.
I will not be okay with meaning nothing to you.
So I'm done with you,
Go find,
Some other broken-hearted girl to use.
Because sitting out here in the cold, I realize I can't take any more abuse
(Who knew that kisses could be so cruel?)

So, say all your little lines that you've said so many damn times
To someone else
Because at this point darling,
You are just static in my ears,
Like the static coming through the radio,
Of a station that I changed a long time ago.
Not worthy of my tears,
My tears of gold.
The tears I shed to wash the stains of pain away,
You don't get to see my tears,
My tears of gold.

So play your old records,
Build yourself up again,
(Human reflection is such a sin)
So play the only thing you can,
Your little guitar,
(It's gotten you so far)
Place the needle on the record,
And let the song begin.
This is the only thing you can play over and over again.