Broken Hearts Club

by Perfect Little Secret   Nov 16, 2004


The days are growing old
Our dinner's getting cold
The grits just aren't the same
Alls you ever bring is pain
I'm sick of my life with you
Welcome to the broken hearts club
We have a membership just for you
There's no escaping the broken hearts club
We've been waiting for you

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