Scornful Woman

Well, she got her sight to where I wanna run from

She'll turn a warm afternoon into a cold, cold one

Well, He grabbed the apple and I done took a bite

And now all these years later, and the math still ain't right

With a scornful woman

A scornful woman

I used to sleep so good, I didn't have a nightmare

I was busy dreamin', believin' He's always gonna be right there

And now the middle of the day is like the middle of the night

And the court says 50-50, but the math don't seem right

With a scornful woman

A scornful woman

Well, she can have all the money

And they can keep all the feint

I'd go back to bein' broke as a joke

If I could just get a break from the pain