I can`s stand to see a good man go to waste
One who never combs his hair or shaves his face
A man who leans on wine over love that`s told a lie
It tears me up to see a grown man cry
I never go around mirrors I can`t stand to see me without you by my side
I never go around mirrors cause I`ve got a heartache to hide
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I never go around mirrors...
And it tears me up to see a grown man cry
