Text: George Michael. Faith. Look At Your Hands.

I loved you once but look at you now
You're in somebody else's bed
I loved you once so I don't know how
You're with a man like that, you'd be better off dead

He don't care, he don't treat you right
It's not fair, I still want you at night
Can't you see you made a mistake, girl?
But he treats you like dirt and I hate it

Na, na, na, na, na, na, lady, look at your hands
You got two fat children and a drunken man
Betcha don't, betcha don't, betcha don't like your life
Betcha don't, betcha don't, betcha don't like it

Ma, ma, ma, ma baby, look at your hands
You should have been my woman when you had the chance
Betcha don't, betcha don't, betcha don't like your life
Betcha don't, betcha don't, betcha don't like your life now

He hits you once, he hits you twice
He don't care about the blood on his hands
But that's okay 'cause it's his wife
"It's the only thing she understands", he says

Say, you're gonna leave him
Say, you're gonna try but you're only talking
Oh, I know you think I'm a young boy
But I'm good and I think we can make it

Na, na, na, na, na, na, lady, look at your hands
You got two fat children and a drunken man
Betcha don't, betcha don't, betcha don't like your life
Betcha don't, betcha don't, betcha don't like it

Ma, ma, ma, ma baby, look at your hands
You should have been my woman when you had the chance
Betcha don't, betcha don't, betcha don't like your life
Betcha don't, betcha don't, betcha don't like your life now

Don't like your guy now

Well, excuse me baby, but it's making me mad
Only one you want is the only one you'll never have

Betcha don't, betcha don't, betcha don't like your life
Betcha don't, betcha don't, betcha don't like it
Betcha don't, betcha don't, betcha don't like your life
Betcha don't, betcha don't, betcha don't like it

Na, na, na, na, na, na, lady, look at your hands
You've got two fat children and a drunken man
And I bet you don't like your life now