Have you seen her lately my friend
Was it her walking our old road again
I could see from the smile on her face
That now I really should give her space
But how could this torture find its end
When I am back in tears again
I was told to be brave but I am not
How could a man, handle more than one shot
I was trying to reach her on the phone
But all she wanted was to be on her own
And how could this torture find its end
When I am back in tears again