Face It Girl, It's Over

When you look into his eyes

And he turns away

Sitting at a corner table

And theres nothing much to say

Does he have to draw you pictures

Does he have to spell it out

Face it girl, its over

Wo-oyeah, its over

When he glances at his watch

And it isnt late

And you try to amuse him

And he doesnt concentrate

Just how plainly can he tell you

Does he have to shout out loud

Face it girl, its over

Whats the use in hanging on

As he slowly slips away from you

Dont go along for the ride

Keep some semblence of pride

Theres really nothing you can do

There aint nothing you can do girl

So the time has come, i know, for our last good-bye

Guess ill have to go on living, when its easier to die

Give me strength enough to take it

Take it like a woman should

Know, i know,

I know its over

Log on

Its over