You love him a little more, when you ought to love him less.
Why pick up behind him and take his best?
'Cause when things go wrong, wrong with you... it hurts me too.
You love another man; Oh, but I love you
But you love him darlin', stick to him just about like glue.
But when things go wrong, wrong with you... it hurts me too.
Well, he better leave you, or you best put him down.
'Cause you know, I just can't stand to see, see you pushed around.
'Cause when things go wrong, wrong with you... it hurts me too.