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