I can't stand to see a good man go to waste   One who never combs his hair or shaves his face   A man who leans on wine over love that's told a lie   Oh, it tears me up to see a grown man cry      So I never go around mirrors   I can't stand to see me without you by my side   No, I never go around mirrors   Because I gotta heartache to hide      I can't stand to be where heartaches hang around   It's so easy for the blues to get me down   To see a grown man crawl is more than I can stand   And I look into the eyes of half a man      So I never go around mirrors   I can't stand to see me without you by my side   No, I never go around mirrors   Because I gotta heartache to hide   And it tears me up to see a grown man cry