When A Woman’s Fed Up

[Verse 1]:
I'm standing here looking in the mirror
Saying damn to myself
I should've known the day would come
That you would find somebody else
And all the pain I took her through
I shouldn't have lasted this long
Now I'm at this telephone booth calling Tyrone
Maybe it was all them late nights I was in the club
I was in them other women
She was falling out of love

[Chorus]:
'Cause when a woman's fed up
No matter how you beg, oh 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, oh 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

[Vеrse 2]:
I used to make lovе 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 (ooh, yeah)
And whenever we would go out
I would front the bill
Maybe it was all them late nights I was in the club
I was in them other women
She was falling out of love

[Chorus]:
'Cause when a woman's fed up
No matter how you beg, oh 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, oh 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

'Cause when a woman's fed up
No matter how you beg, oh 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, oh 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