| You picked me up, you shot me down
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| You’re steppin' out all over town
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| Drove me back to drinkin' in this bar
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| I found myself a brand new friend
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| I’m headed down that road again
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| I’m workin' on my next broken heart
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| Happy or sad, it’s hard to tell
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| You taught me how to hurt so well
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| When it comes to love I know my part
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| Well, I’ll play this game that I can’t win
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| I’ll be somebody’s fool again
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| Workin' on my next broken heart
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| Well, I thought all along you’d be the death of me But I met one tonight who wants what’s left of me
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| I’ve seen that look before
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| She’ll tear my world apart
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| I’m workin' on my next broken heart
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| Yeah, I thought all along you’d be the death of me But I met one tonight who wants what’s left of me
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| I’ve seen that look before
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| She’ll tear my world apart
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| I’m workin' on my next broken heart
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| I’m workin' on my next broken heart
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| Oh, I’m workin' on my next broken heart |