BEST SONG numero 2
I"m standing here looking in the mirror
Saying damn to myself
I should have known the day would come
That she would find somebody else
And all the things I took her through
Shit, I shouldn"t have lasted this long
Now I"m at this telephone booth calling Tyrone
Cuz when a woman"s fed up
No matter how you beg,
It ain"t nothing you can do about it
Nothing you can do about it
It"s like running out of love
No matter what you say
And then it"s too late to talk about it
Too late to talk about it
You can cry a river
"Till an ocean starts to form
But she will always remember
Cuz she"s a woman scorned
And if you ever get her back
It will never be the same
She"s cuttin" the corners of her eyes
Every time she see your face
Now your trust is out the door
She don"t want you no more
You used to tell your boys, not me
And she would always be there for you
If you had took the time to see
What that woman meant to you
Is what the mirror said to me
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