June
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It's a heartache.
Nothing but a heartache.
Hits you when it's too late.
Hit's you when you're down.
It's a fools game.
Nothing but a fools game.
Standing in the cold rain, feeling like a clown.
It's a heartache.
Nothing but a heartache.
Love him til your arms break.
Then he let's you down.
It ain't right with love to share.
When you find he doesn't care, for you.
It ain't wise to need someone as much as I depended on, you.
Nothing but a heartache.
Hits you when it's too late.
Hit's you when you're down.
It's a fools game.
Nothing but a fools game.
Standing in the cold rain, feeling like a clown.
It's a heartache.
Nothing but a heartache.
Love him til your arms break.
Then he let's you down.
It ain't right with love to share.
When you find he doesn't care, for you.
It ain't wise to need someone as much as I depended on, you.
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