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 Oh, it tears me up to see a grown man cry So 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 heartache 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 heartache to hide And it tears me up to see a grown man cry