When a Woman's Fed Up

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
 'Cause 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 (ooh, 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
 'Cause 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)
 Oh no, it's just 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)
 Oh yeah, oh yeah
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 Oh yeah, oh yeah
 
 Oh, ah, listen, 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
 Mama taught me along time ago
 It ain't nothing you can do about it (nothing you can do about it)
 Oh no, it's like running out of love (running out of love)
 No matter what you say, no (singin')
 And then it's too late to talk about it (too late to talk about it)
 Yeah (when a woman's fed up)
 You can cry a river
 'Til an ocean starts to form, 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 see your face
 (When a woman's fed up)
 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
 (When a woman's fed up) 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
 Said I miss you baby, whoa, whoa, oh yeah