Had a friend who put her faith all in a man
Who left her down
Said he would stick around and now he's gonna

Hold her hand, trying to understand
How could one had loved that man
That's not part of my plan

But I don't want to laught at you
It's not your fault
It

One was from the east the other from the west
And i don't claim to know either one of them's the best
But i know an angle man when i see one

Your humour just as black as the bruises on your arms
What you lacked in skills you made up for with your charms
You said it was just