My Next Broken Heart    (1991)

You picked me up, you shot me down
You're stepping out all over town
Drove me back to drinking in this bar
I found myself a brand new friend
I'm headed down that road again
I'm working 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
Well, I play this game that I can't win
I'll be somebody's fool again
Working 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 working 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 working on my next broken heart.

I'm working on my next broken heart
Oh, I'm working on my next broken heart.

Lyrics by Kix Brooks, Don Cook and Ronnie Dunn.
Recorded by Brooks and Dunn.


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