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