| So many times |
| You tried to take the best of me |
| So many times |
| Now you’re gonna take the rest of me |
| Better look at what you’re doin' |
| Before it’s too late |
| It’s a fine line you’re treadin' |
| Between love and hate |
| There’ll be a cold day in hell |
| Before I’m comin' back to you |
| So many times |
| You tried to play a dead end game |
| I tried to tell you |
| But you’d never want to take the blame |
| Now you’ve pushed me to the limit |
| And I can’t take no more |
| Better take one last look |
| Before I’m outa the door |
| There’ll be a cold day in hell |
| Before I’m comin' back to you |
| You never listened when I told you |
| That you were way out of line |
| Too busy talkin' to listen |
| Accusin' me of tellin' lies |
| So many times |
| You tried to get the best of me |
| So many times |
| But now you’re gonna take the rest of me |
| Well it’s too late for sorrow |
| And it’s too late for tears |
| You better take one last look |
| Before I disappear |
| There’ll be a cold day in hell |
| Before I’m comin' back to you |
| There’ll be a cold day in hell |
| Before I’m comin' back to you |
| There’ll be a cold day in hell |
| Before I’m comin' back to you |