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

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

It's like running out of love

(No matter what you say, no)

Running out of love

And then it's too late to talk about it

(Too late to talk about it)

Oh, yeah, oh, yeah

La da da da da la la da da

La da da da da la la da da

Whoa, listen

If you don't want to find out the hard way

Then listen to this song while the record plays

'Cause when a woman's fed up

(No matter how you beg, no)

Mama taught me a long time ago

It ain't nothing you can do about it

Nothing you can do about it (oh, no, oh no)

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)

You can cry a river

Till 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, no, no

She's cuttin' the corners of her eyes

Every time she see your face

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

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

I said I miss you baby

Whoa, oh, yeah