The curtain falls on another day without you
You’re gone forever no doubt
If I’d done more listening, lots less talking
We might have worked things out
I blame myself for your leaving
Things I overlooked, feelings left unsaid
When you left me for somebody else
I was left with nothing but regrets
Coulda shoulda woulda
When they lay me down to rest
Coulda, shoulda woulda will be chisled in
The stone laid above my head
Saw you the other day, holding him real tight
One thing was clear as clear could be
He must be treating you the way you like
You sure weren’t missing me
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Recorded & mixed by Tom Mandel, NYC