You say you've made a mistake,

By leaving me for him,
And now that he has left you,
You want a second chance.

Now, how do I really know,
What exactly is your plan,
As to whether I'll be the spare,
While you look for a better man?

I'm sorry to say this,
I know it may sound sour,
If you've left me once, you could do it again,
And for that reason, I don't cook my meat twice.

You know if you cook meat twice,
It don't taste the same, second time round,
The same, I believe, is true for love,
And there's not going to be a second chance.