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 here through I shouldn't have lasted 
 this long 
 Now I'm at this telephone booth calling Tyrone 
 Chorus: 
 'Cause when a woman's fed up (no matter how you beg no) 
 There ain't nothing you can do about it (nothing you can do about it) 
 It's like running out of luck (no matter what you say no) 
 Then it's too late to talk about it (too late to talk about it) 
 Now let's talk about how it all goes down 
 I used to make love to you daily when the night fell the same 
 And anytime that you were hurt I could feel your pain 
 And if I had a dollar it was yours yeah and whenever we would go out 
 I would front the bill but now the up is down and the silence is sound 
 I hurt you too too many times now I can't come around 
 Chorus 
 La da da da da la la da da 
 La da da da da la la da da 
 If you don't want to find out the hard way 
 Then listen to this song while the record plays 
 Chorus 
 You can cry a river til an ocean starts to flow yeah 
 But she will always remember 'cause 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 sees 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 will always be there for you 
 If you took the time to see what that woman meant to you 
 Is what the mirror said to me 
 She was raised in Illinois right outside Chicago 
 Some of the best cooking you ever had yes it was and I miss her 
 Hey woman if you're listening I said I miss you baby