Book Of Broken Hearts - Mayer Hawthorne
Book of broken hearts
Broken hearts
Book of broken hearts
Broken hearts
We had a good thing
But not enough
To keep the engine humming
To tune it up
You don't wanna chit chat
I get that yeah
About the way your day has gone
If I didn't call ya on the phone
I swear we never talk at all
And now the ragtop about sixty's still running running
But don't feel quite the same without you
So just
Paint my picture in the book of broken hearts
I had so much love to give to you
Now I don't know who to give it to so just
Paint my picture in the book of broken hearts
I've got to find someone new
To give it to
Book of broken hearts
Broken hearts
Book of broken hearts
Broken hearts
Well I don't remember
The day Whitney Houston died
But I won't ever forget
The red dress you wore that night
We sipped amaretto to let go
Iced out 'cause we're on the rocks
And I had the air max from Fairfax
Still sinking like cinder blocks
And now the ragtop about sixty's still running running
But don't feel quite the same without you
So just
Paint my picture in the book of broken hearts
I had so much love to give to you
Now I don't know who to give it to so just
Paint my picture in the book of broken hearts
I've got to find someone new
To give it to
Oooh you really got me out here out here
Oooh you really got me out here out here
Holding on to a smoking gun
And I don't know which way to run so
Paint my picture in the book of broken hearts
I had so much love to give to you
Now I don't know who to give it to so just
Paint my picture in the book of broken hearts
I've got to find someone new
To give it to
Book of broken hearts
Broken hearts
To give it to
Book of broken hearts
Broken hearts