It's a heartache
Nothing but a heartache
Hits you when it's too late
Hits you when you're down
It's a fool's game
Nothing but a fool's game
Standing in the cold rain
Feeling like a clown.
It's a heartache
Nothing but a heartache.
Love her till your arms break
Then she lets you down.
It ain't right with love to share
When you find she doesn't care for you.
It ain't wise to need someone
As much as I depended on you.
It's a heartache
Nothing but a heartache
Hits you when it's too late
. . .
It ain't r'ight with love to share
. . .
Oh it's a heartache
Nothing but a heartache.
Love her till your arms break
Then she let's you down
It's a fool's game
Standing in the cold rain
Feeling like a clown.
It's a heartache
Love her till your arms break
Then she let's you down
It's a heartache
. . .
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