[00:26.41]I'm standing here looking in the mirror
[00:29.77]Saying "damn" to myself
[00:32.87]I should have known the day would come
[00:35.93]That she would find somebody else
[00:39.11]And all the things I took her through
[00:41.85]****, I shouldn't have lasted this long
[00:44.60]Now I'm at this telephone booth calling Tyrone
[00:50.40]Cuz when a woman's fed up
[00:53.58]No matter how you beg, no
[00:56.14]It ain't nothing you can do about it
[00:58.70]Nothing you can do about it
[01:00.32]
[01:02.56]It's like running out of love
[01:06.11]No matter what you say, no
[01:08.60]And then it's too late to talk about it
[01:10.73]Too late to talk about it
[01:12.85]Now let's talk about how it all goes down
[01:16.22]I used to make love to you daily
[01:19.64]When the night fell the same
[01:22.96]And anytime that you were hurt
[01:25.89]I could feel your pain
[01:29.13]And if I had a dollar
[01:31.81]It was yours, yeah
[01:35.13]And whenever we would go out
[01:38.25]I would front the bill
[01:41.68]But now the up is down
[01:43.92]And the silence is sound
[01:47.92]I hurt you too too many times
[01:50.60]Now I can't come around
[01:52.66]Cuz when a woman's fed up
[01:55.96]No matter how you beg, no
[01:58.53]It ain't nothing you can do about it
[02:01.08]Nothing you can do about it
[02:02.71]
[02:04.72]It's like running out of love
[02:08.40]No matter what you say, no
[02:10.84]And then it's too late to talk about it
[02:13.76]Too late to talk about it
[02:17.83]La da da da da la la da da
[02:30.06]La da da da da la la da da
[02:36.54]
[02:43.70]If you don't want to find out the hard way
[02:47.69]
[02:49.99]Then listen to this song while the record plays
[02:54.05]
[02:54.61]When a woman's fed up
[02:58.09]Mom talk with you a long time ago
[03:01.15]It ain't nothing you can do about it
[03:03.38]Nothing you can do about it
[03:06.07]
[03:07.53]It's like running out of love
[03:11.33]No matter what you say, no
[03:13.83]And then it's too late to talk about it
[03:16.08]Too late to talk about it
[03:18.38]
[03:21.43]You can cry a river
[03:23.86]'Till an ocean starts to form, yeah
[03:27.73]But she will always remember
[03:30.53]Cuz she's a woman scorned
[03:32.41]
[03:34.40]And if you ever get her back
[03:36.70]It will never be the same
[03:39.26]She's cuttin' the corners of her eyes
[03:43.20]Every time she see your face
[03:45.32]
[03:46.74]Now your trust is out the door
[03:49.54]She don't want you no more
[03:52.86]You used to tell your boys, not me
[03:55.85]And she would always be there for you
[03:59.03]If you had took the time to see
[04:02.15]What that woman meant to you
[04:05.36]Is what the mirror said to me, whoa
[04:11.49]She was raised in Illinois
[04:14.73]Right outside of Chicago
[04:17.85]Some of the best cookin' you ever had
[04:20.65]Yes, it was and I miss her
[04:25.65]Hey woman, if you're listening
[04:28.02]I said I miss you baby

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
****, 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, no
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, no
And 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
Cuz when a woman's fed up
No matter how you beg, no
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, no
And then it's too late to talk about it
Too late to talk about it
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
When a woman's fed up
Mom talk with you a long time ago
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, no
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, yeah
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, whoa
She was raised in Illinois
Right outside of Chicago
Some of the best cookin' you ever had
Yes, it was and I miss her
Hey woman, if you're listening
I said I miss you baby