I look at the calendar, it's January 24th,

Last night, it's true we fought back and forth,

But I don't know who won and I don't know who lost, 

Deep inside, I feel that my soul is freezing and my heart is Mr. Frost. 

 

A few days ago, I held another woman's hand, and looked at her as if she was mine. 

You saw us through the restaurant blinds; right there and then I've crossed the line.

I get an unexpected text from you asking where I was. 

I replied with "I'm coming home, babe. Just waiting for the bus. <3" 

 

But on that night, my arms were wrapped around this woman. 

Breathing in the scent of her neck, then she whispered, "I wish you were my man."

I kissed her with the lips that kissed yours through all these years. 

One thing you didn't know is for unknown reasons, my eyes had tears. 

 

Going back to reality, this morning, I see you in the corner of my eye, you lay awake, your head still rested on the pillow, 

You look out the window, 

Praying to the God above that this will be a better day, 

But you know right beside you lays a man that made a mistake. 

 

I'm sorry for whatever I've done and the damages it caused, 

I played you like I was the man of the house, your filthy owner, the boss.

I treated this relationship as a laughable pun. 

"I'm experimenting. It's just for fun." 

 

What kind of a man plays with girls as if they are toys? 

I guess my momma was right, "You still act like a little boy." 

"You're not in Grade 2, but 29 years of age.

"Grow up. Be independent. Still, you're too immature to reach that stage."

 

I beg of you now to stand up, and whisper to my ear, "Au revoir."

It's as equal as getting electrocuted with 10,000 watts. 

I am that man who deserves a cruel knife through my heart. 

You're that woman who is capable to tear my life apart.

 

I am that man who made your life a living hell. 

I am that man who sings his blues; can't you tell? 

 

I am that man.