Excuse the smirk on my facenI find it hard to erasenWhen you said, you said you were leavingnWasn't funny at the timenBut I knew baby in my mindnwas yourself that you where deceiving.nnDidn't I tell you, you'd be coming back nDidn't I tell you, I ain't having that, no, nonNow you wanna come on back to menTalking about the way it used to be nownnI hate to say I told you son(But I told you so)n...hate to say I told you son(But I told you so)nWhat you reapnIs what you sownWhat goes around comes aroundnNow you knownAnd I hate to say I told you so.nnWhat we had was bonafidenSaw green grass from the other sidenThen you said you said you were leavingnI feel a cliche coming onndon't know a good thing when its gonenWell so long but who you deceivingnnDidn't I tell you, you'd be coming back nDidn't I tell you, I ain't having that, no, nonNow you wanna come on back to menTalking about the way it used to bennI hate to say I told you son(But I told you so)n...hate to say I told you son(But I told you so)nWhat you reapnIs what you sownWhat goes around comes aroundnNow you knownAnd I hate to say I told you so.