Lyrics

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