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I can't stand to see

A good man go to waste

One who never combs his fair

Or shaves his face

One who leans on wine

Over love that's told a lie

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

No I never go around mirrors

Cause I've got a heartache to hide

I can't stand to be

Where heartaches hang around

Cause it's so easy for the blues

To Get me down

To see a grown man crawl

Is more than I can stand

I can't look into the eyes

Of half a man