Ways

Oh she had her ways
 Ways like a woman child
 Said she'd never stay
 Thought of it just drove her wild
 Mother wasn't worth a damn
 You know her father didn't care
 So she painted it upon her face
 And combed it through her hair
 She's the queen of broken hearts
 Wrote the script and played the part
 Patron saint of love betrayed
 Oh that girl she had her ways
 Oh she had her ways
 Ways like a wounded child
 Day after day
 All he did was criticize
 He'd say she wasn't worth a damn
 Said her friends they didn't care
 So she painted it upon her face
 And combed it through her hair
 She's the queen of broken hearts
 Wrote the script and played the part
 Patron saint of love betrayed
 Oh that girl she had her ways