i never go around mirrors (i've got a heartache to hide)

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

no i never go around mirrors

because i've got a heartache to hide

i can't stand to be

where heartaches hang around

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

so i never go around mirrors

i can't stand to see me

without you by my side

no i never go around mirrors

because i've got a heartache to hide

well and it tears me up to see

a grown man cry