And I’m looking at your face,
As you cry at my front door,
A vision of leather and lace,
I’ve heard this all before,
God, get up, he’s not here,
You lost, I lost and she won,
You’ll never get him back,
Because we both know he’s gone,
But if you think I’ve let him go,
You’re sadly mistaken,
He was never ours, girl,
And both our hearts are breaking,
He strung us along, honey,
He’s a bad boy through and through,
But I know you love him still,
Almost as much as I do,
We were poles apart,
You and I, east and west,
You were his girl of the night,
And me, I tried my best,
So I’m standing at the door,
In my worn-out jeans, tired,
Of crying over the lost boy,
That we both desired,
But if you think I’ve let him go,
You’re sadly mistaken,
He was never ours, girl,
And both our hearts are breaking,
He strung us along, honey,
He’s a bad boy through and through,
But I know you love him still,
Almost as much as I do,
But if he comes back,
Though my heart aches,
I won’t answer the door,
No matter what it takes,
Don’t need his love to live,
Leave it for his wife,
I won’t answer the phone,
I want to live my life,
I want to help you, girl,
I know the temptation,
You’re in a real bad way,
So I hope it’s consolation,
That if you think I’ve let him go,
You’re sadly mistaken,
He was never ours, girl,
And both our hearts are breaking,
He strung us along, honey,
He’s a bad boy through and through,
But I know you love him still,
Almost as much as I do,