It’s in the middle of the night, but I’m still wide awake,
Thinking about that letter, and how much hurt a heart could take.
How does someone who is supposed to love you and be your best friend,
Take your heart and shatter it to pieces, but still promise to be there till the end.

Now its later on that day, and I hear a knock at my door,
What I saw on the other side, made my heart hit the floor.
There my ex stood and she didn’t appear to be alright,
I don’t know what happened but it appeared she’d been in a fight.

She said her husband kicked her out because she confessed her love for me,
Now we can get together because she is finally free.
No longer with her husband because she figured some things out today,
Well I hate to break your heart baby but things are not okay.

How could you come in my house and then look me in the eye,
And then try to convince me that I’m the one living the lie.
How we are supposed to be together and you made a mistake,
And my relationship with my new girlfriend is something that is fake.

Many nights I went to bed and cried just like a wimp,
Because I loved you so much that I would’ve wrote it on a blimp.
And then night after night I would tell myself that you were coming back,
And how you would end this war that has my heart under attack.

And before this day came if you would’ve said these things to me,
I would’ve come running back to you, but now I’m finally free.
Free to love this woman who has done nothing but treat me right,
Who took care of me night after night, and made sure I was alright.

I analyzed our relationship and I appreciate you leaving when you did,
Because so many times you ran away with my heart and hid.
You know as I look back on things I can finally see,
That losing you has to be the best that ever happened to me.

And now if you don’t mind I will have to ask for you to leave,
Because a true woman is coming home to her man, yes indeed.
I don’t want to hurt your feelings but you made the mistake,
And now you have to live with it, so gone and eat your cake.

As the saying goes you can’t have your cake it and eat it too,
Well I guess you just proved that theory to be true.
See I guess I was your cake and your husband was your spoon,
Now that you have neither one of them, the regret you will consume.