Ben E. King
Til I Can’t Take It Anymore
Let's not fight it anymore
Unpack the bags and close the door
I'll never leave you, no, no
Though you lied right from the start
I can't convince my stupid heart
Not to believe you

You've got two good men strung out
And there's not the slightest doubt
That other men have loved you before
But you work your thing so well
I'll dream of Heaven and live in Hell
Til I can't take it anymore

If I had one ounce of pride
I'd stand up or step aside
But girl, I love you, can't you tell it?
So I'll accept the crumbs you drop
'Cause I'm a fool and I can't stop
Or rise above you

Let him speak up for himself
I speak for me and no one else
'Cause I'm a beggar knockin' on your door
You work your thing so well
I'll dream of Heaven and live in Hell
Til I can't take it anymore
I'm too far gone to turn around
To lift myself up off the ground
And start all over, over and over and over
Now him or I must win or lose
No matter which one you may choose
You'll be in clover, you know you will

Darlin', while you're making up your mind
Well, I'll be prayin' all the time
Prayin' that you'll never, never, never be letting me go
But you work your thing so well
I'll dream of Heaven and live in Hell
Til I can't take it anymore

Girl, you work your thing so well
Dream of Heaven and live in Hell
Til I can't take it anymore
You know that you work that thing so well
I dream of Heaven and live in Hell
Til I can't take it anymore

You work it so well
I dream of Heaven and live in Hell