Gm
I'm standing here looking in the mirror
       Am          Gm
Saying "damn" to myself
Dm
I should have known the day would come
                    F
That she would find somebody else
Gm
And all the things I took her through
Gm
Shit, I shouldn't have lasted this long
Dm                                      Em  F
Now I'm at this telephone booth calling Tyrone

[Hook]
           Gm
Cuz when a woman's fed up
                  A#
No matter how you beg, no
         Dm
It ain't nothing you can do about it (Nothing you can do about it)
F         Gm
It's like running out of love
                   A#
No matter what you say, no
              Dm
And then it's too late to talk about it (Too late to talk about it)

[Verse 2]
                                     F
Now let's talk about how it all goes down
Gm
I used to make love to you daily
         Am         F
When the night fell the same
Dm
And anytime that you were hurt
                    A#
I could feel your pain
Gm
And if I had a dollar
             A#
It was yours, yeah
Dm
And whenever we would go out
                     A#
I would front the bill
Gm
But now the up is down
                       F
And the silence is sound
Dm
I hurt you too too many times
                      F
Now I can't come around

[Hook]
           Gm
Cuz when a woman's fed up
                  A#
No matter how you beg, no
         Dm
It ain't nothing you can do about it (Nothing you can do about it)
F         Gm
It's like running out of love
                   A#
No matter what you say, no
              Dm
And then it's too late to talk about it (Too late to talk about it)

[Bridge]
      Gm             F  Dm
La da da da da la la da da
      Gm                Dm
La da da da da la la da da
Gm                                               A#
If you don't want to find out the hard way (the hard way oh I)
Dm
Then listen to this song while the record plays

[Hook]
           Gm
Cuz when a woman's fed up
                  A#
No matter how you beg, no
         Dm
It ain't nothing you can do about it (Nothing you can do about it)
F         Gm
It's like running out of love
                   A#
No matter what you say, no
              Dm
And then it's too late to talk about it (Too late to talk about it)

[Outro]
Gm
You can cry a river
                            A#
'Till an ocean starts to form, yeah
Dm
But she will always remember
                       F
Cuz she's a woman scorned
Gm
And if you ever get her back
                       A#
It will never be the same
Dm
She's cuttin' the corners of her eyes
                        F
Every time she see your face
Gm
Now your trust is out the door
                      A#
She don't want you no more
Dm
You used to tell your boys, not me
                              F
And she would always be there for you
Gm
If you had took the time to see
                         A#
What that woman meant to you
Dm                             F
Is what the mirror said to me, whoa
Gm
She was raised in Illinois
                    A#
Right outside of Chicago
Dm
Some of the best cookin' you ever had
          F      Gm
Yes, it was and I miss her
                     A#
Hey woman, if you're listening
                 Dm
I said I miss you baby