I laid there feeling 
sorry for myself
In a bed of kleenex

Stuffin chocolates 
in my mouth
On the phone with my 
best friend cussin 

my ex
He broke my heart
Felt like 
the world had ended

I cried myself to sleep
Thinkin I cant 
get over him
Strange

Talk about luck 
I woke up
And the sun 
was shining

Strange
I oughta be in bed 
with my head
In the pillow 

cryin over us
But I aint, 
aint love strange
Got half a mind 

to spend my 
whole paycheck
On one of those 
dresses

Those strapless 
black ones
That are so famous 
for teaching lessons

Dropped by his place
Picked up the 
rest of my things
He'll tell me 

I look good
I'll laugh and say 
yeah isn't time
Strange

Talk about luck 
I woke up
And the sun was 
shining

Strange
I oughta be 
in bed with my head
In the pillow 

crying over us
But I aint, 
aint love 
strange

Strange
Strange
Talk about luck 
I woke up

And the sun 
was shining
Strange
I oughta be in 

the bed with my head
In the pillow
crying over us
But I aint

aint love strange
Strange
Talk about luck
I woke up

And the sun 
was shining
Strange
Strange