I can't 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 heart ache to hide....

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 heart ache to hide...

And it tears me up to see a grown man cry....