Face It Girl It's Over

When you look into his eyes

And he turns away

Sitting at a corner table

And there's nothing much to say

Does he have to draw you pictures

Does he have to spell it out

Face it girl, it's over

Wo-oyeah, it's over

When he glances at his watch

And it isn't late

And you try to amuse him

And he doesn't concentrate

Just how plainly can he tell you

Does he have to shout out loud

Face it girl, it's over

What's the use in hanging on

As he slowly slips away from you

Don't go along for the ride

Keep some semblence of pride

There's 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 I'll have to go on living, when it's easier to die

Give me strength enough to take it

Take it like a woman should

Know, I know,

I

Know it's over