A Sob Story

Irish Basement

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It was late that night
Think that's what you said
Could not believe the apathy

Of all the words that left
Your frowning mouth
That I used to kiss
When it was right-side up
Before things came to this

Heavy hearts only break in two
They don't shatter like the rest do
Like they might grow back together
Nobody ever warned me
About those days when New Found Glory
Hit or Miss was on every mix
When that chorus hits
It's a sob story

It's a sob story

It was late that night
In the pouring rain
Could not believe the agony
Inside my mind as you explained
Your frowning mouth
That I used to kiss
When it was right-side up
Before things came to this

Heavy hearts only break in two
They don't shatter like the rest do
Like they might grow back together
Nobody ever warned me
About those days when New Found Glory
"Hit or Miss" was on every mix
When that chorus hits
It's a sob story

It's a sob story
It's a sob story
It's a sob story

Heavy hearts only break in two
They don't shatter like the rest do
Like they might grow back together
Nobody ever warned me
About those days when New Found Glory
"Hit or Miss" was on every mix
When that chorus hits
It's a sob story

Heavy hearts only break in two
They don't shatter like they used to
Like they might grow back together
Nobody ever warned me
About those days when New Found Glory
Hit or Miss was on every mix
When that chorus hits
It's a sob story