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 All because I've got a heartache to hide [ steel ] I can't stant 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 Now I can't look into the eyes of half a man So I never go around mirrors...