You and Elvis had broke up. He left no time to regret, Kept his dick wet With his same old safe bet. You and your head high and your tears dry. Get on without your guy. He went back to what he knew. So far removed from all that y’all went through And you tread a troubled track, your odds are stacked. You go back to black. Y’all only said goodbye with words you died a hundred times he goes back to her you go back to y’all. You loved him so much It's not enough.