Testo:
The days and the nights, you sit around wondering
Where can she be?
You're hoping that she will appear out of nowhere,
But you fail to see
All the hurt inside, the wounded pride
She went through for you
You cheated and lied as her love slowly died
And her heart just broke in two
Well, she was with you, all along,
Behind you, right or wrong,
She tried to hold, on, hold on,
But you went too far, and she's gone
And now it's over! And her heart turns to stone
No time for pity, when he heart turns to stone
She cries a little, as her heart turns to stone
She's that kind of woman She'll do fine on her own
What you thought was a game, a game you were winning,
Wouldn't go your way
Now you've lost what you had, and you're back to beginning
It's the price you have to pay
Well, she was with you, all along,
Behind you, right or wrong,
She tried to hold, on, hold on,
But you went too far, and she's gone
And now it's over! And her heart turns to stone
No time for pity, when he heart turns to stone
She cries a little, as her heart turns to stone
She's that kind of woman She'll get by on her own
Where can she be?
You're hoping that she will appear out of nowhere,
But you fail to see
All the hurt inside, the wounded pride
She went through for you
You cheated and lied as her love slowly died
And her heart just broke in two
Well, she was with you, all along,
Behind you, right or wrong,
She tried to hold, on, hold on,
But you went too far, and she's gone
And now it's over! And her heart turns to stone
No time for pity, when he heart turns to stone
She cries a little, as her heart turns to stone
She's that kind of woman She'll do fine on her own
What you thought was a game, a game you were winning,
Wouldn't go your way
Now you've lost what you had, and you're back to beginning
It's the price you have to pay
Well, she was with you, all along,
Behind you, right or wrong,
She tried to hold, on, hold on,
But you went too far, and she's gone
And now it's over! And her heart turns to stone
No time for pity, when he heart turns to stone
She cries a little, as her heart turns to stone
She's that kind of woman She'll get by on her own
