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I hear his keys turn in the front door It late that much I know You see I waited all night for him to walk through the door I waited in that sexy blak lingerie I bought today from Victoria Secret I made his favorite dinner set the table and lite the scented candles I bought from Marshalls Set the wine on ice to chilling. His present is nicely wrapped for him I spent a lot of time choosing that gift I wanted tonight to be perfect. Women have a thing about perfection, we Always want to come as close as possible to this concept And tonight was no exception for me. Now! Here he comes. Why is he treating me so cruel? Why are men so cruel and insensitive? Don't they know we hurt very easily? Don't they know we cry easily? Don't they understand that our love is alive? Don't they know our love aches when it's not nourished? Why are men so cruel to the one that loves them the most? Today I did my hair in a very cute do and my nails are painter a nice warm color I wore the diamonds he gave me the previous year And I put on the most soulful album I would find. You see I planed every moment; I wanted it to be perfect. As night fell I rush to get home so I could finish cooking and prepare For our romantic night together. Now at 4 AM! Here he comes. Why is he treating me so cruel? Why are men so cruel and insensitive? Don't they know we hurt very easily? Don't they know we cry easily? Don't they understand that our love is alive? Don't they know our love aches when it's not nourished? Why are men so cruel to the one that loves them the most? This morning he told me he would be home by 9:00 pm and I believe him So I call him when it got late but I got his voicemail. I wonder if something happened to him. I wonder if he is hurt or in some kind of trouble. And then I wonder if he is with another woman. I waited; I waited until the food got cold and the candles burn out. I waited until the ice on the wine melted away I waited while the album played over and over again I waited until tears rolled down my face I waited until I cried myself to sleep on the coach. Why do I try so hard to be the perfect woman to this man? Why do I try so hard to create a home that he would gladly come home to? Now at 4 AM! Here he comes. Why is he treating me so cruel? Why are men so cruel and insensitive? Don't they know we hurt very easily? Don't they know we cry easily? Don't they understand that our love is alive? Don't they know our love aches when it's not nourished? Why are men so cruel to the one that loves them the most? He sees me on the couch and I pretend to be a sleep. He kisses me on the lip in an attempt to wake me. I open my eyes. "Bay Bee, I am sorry to be so late", he says. "Where were you", I say. "Out with friends", was his only reply. In a situation like that what should a woman do? What should she think? What should she say? Should I believe him and drop the matter? Or Should I confront him with my suspicions? Don't I deserve a better explanation, why is he treating me so cruel? Why are men so cruel and insensitive? Don't they know we hurt very easily? Don't they know we cry easily? Don't they understand that our love is alive? Don't they know our love aches when it's not nourished? Why are men so cruel to the one that loves them the most?