Sunday Dress Hangin' On The Bedroom Door;
Empty Bottle Of Wine On The Hardwood Floor.
Last Night, He Said She Was The One:
Oh, But Men An' Mascara Always Run.

Did I Give My Love Too Soon Or Wait Too Long?
Did I Take It A Little Too Easy, Or Put It On Too Strong?
She Was Lookin' For Love; He Was Lookin' For Fun.
Yeah, Men An' Mascara Always Run.

She Ain't Gettin' Any Younger:
It Wasn't S'posed To Be This Way.
Starin' In The Mirror,
With Little Black Rivers Runnin' Down Her Face.

Tomorrow's Gonna Be A Brand New Day:
She'll Wake Up In The Mornin' An' Wash It All Away.
Last Night, He Said She Was The One:
Oh, But Men An' Mascara, They Always Run.
Yeah, Men An' Mascara Always Run.