The look upon her face. 
She was still a girl at 21 
But she had her mind made up 
That she could never fall the way she fell for me 
She used to be my lover 
But now she's just an old friend, 
A bitter-sweet self concluding end. 
The look upon her face when I told her I was leaving in 
the morning, 
It still haunts me, in my dreams 
Whoa-oh-oh 
The look upon her face, when I told her I was leaving 
in the morning, 
It still haunts me, in my dreams 
Whoa-oh-oh 
The look upon her face, 
She still calls me up despite that fact that she said 
she's moved on, 
She's seeing other guys, 
Just to piss me off 
I know, She knows, the way to make me sweat, 
But openly I'll say. 
That I could care less. 
The look upon her face when I told her I was leaving in 
the morning, 
It still haunts me, in my dreams 
Whoa-oh-oh 
The look upon her face, when I told her I was leaving 
in the morning, 
It still haunts me, in my dreams 
Whoa-oh-oh 
Ohhh 
The look upon her faace, 
The look upon her faace, 
The look upon her faace 
Ohhh 
The look upon her faaace, 
The look upon her faaace, 
The look upon her faaace, 
The look upon her face 
The look upon her fAAAaaaAaAce 
The look upon her face. 
It still haunts me, 
In my dreeeams