| Long I’ve anguished and set aside
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| What little’s left of my foolish pride
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| I’m feeling empty, hollow inside
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| Just so numb, can’t even cry
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| I hear the whispers, I hear the talk
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| I count the minutes, I watch the clock
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| I fear she’s leaving, won’t change her mind
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| The door is closing, I’m out of time
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| Oh Lord, what’s a man to do
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| When he’s played the fool?
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| When he’s played the fool
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| Oh Lord, when he’s treated cruel
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| What’s a man to do?
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| What’s a man to do?
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| Time after time, I’ve listened to her lie
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| Time after time after time after time
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| No easy answer, of this, I’m sure
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| My life will change, now I’m losing her
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| And though I’m scared, I’ll catch my breath
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| There’ll be no tears, I have none left
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| Oh Lord, what’s a man to do
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| When he’s played the fool?
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| When he’s played the fool
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| Oh Lord, when he’s treated cruel
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| What’s a man to do?
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| What’s a man to do? |