Man There - The Angels

You’re wasting your time, she’s made up her mind

the circuit is closed and nobody knows

she’s got a man there

The magic is gone, protected too long

she’s a staute in flames

she’s found a new game

she’s got a man there

Still nothing satisfies, no peace of mind

don’t cry when the glamour dies

it happens all the time

Out past midnight every night

keeping secrets out of sight

making love till morning light

She’s got a man there