She's got lonely written all over her face.
You can see the sadness in her eyes.
If she sees you catchin' on to her front,
she'll just flash you that old worn out fake smile.
You'll tell her she's beautiful
and you wonder why she still frowns.
Don't take it personal, boy.
That aint got nothin' to with why she's so down.

If you ask me, I think he's ruined her.
She never gives anyone else the chance.
She swears she aint got no time
for another damn luckless romance.
She'll smile and thank you for the admiration,
But that's as far as it'll ever go.
Don't take it personal, boy.
You aint tellin' her nothin' she aint already been told.

She might flirt with you for a while,
but she'll end it before it gets a chance to begin.
Don't take it personal, boy.
Don't blame yourself, blame him.
No, don't take it personal, boy.
That's just the way she is.