Lyrics

Got drunk on Friday night, woke up Sunday morning His bag's by the front door, there's no final warning She's thrown in all his clothes and all reasoning's out It's the silence that killed him, he wished to God she'd shout When you're a man, it's hard to see why When you're a man, you're not allowed to cry There's a crack in the mirror, there's blood on the floor There's an empty bottle of vodka that says he's not needed any more There's a crack in the mirror, there's a bullet in his head There's a note by his side that says without you I'm as good as dead With tears in his eyes, he was too proud to show He said "Shall I call you?", her shrug told him no Why can't she forget, why won't she forgive It's not what he planned, it's just what he did When you're a man, it's hard to see why When you're a man, you're not allowed to cry There's a crack in the mirror, there's blood on the floor There's an empty bottle of vodka that says he's not needed any more There's a crack in the mirror, there's a bullet in his head There's a note by his side that says without you I'm as good as dead When you're a man, it's hard to see why When you're a man, you're not allowed to cry There's a crack in the mirror, there's blood on the floor There's an empty bottle of vodka that says he's not needed any more There's a crack in the mirror, there's a bullet in his head There's a note by his side that says without you I'm as good as dead There's a crack in the mirror, there's blood on the floor There's an empty bottle of vodka that says he's not needed any more There's a crack in the mirror, there's a bullet in his head There's a note by his side that says without you I'm as good as dead