So Your Heart

So your heart may not be broken, we can only hope for the worst You just can't keep from repeating hand to hand, heart to heart Break always in the dark and so much less special than the rest Too many lips to weep a sad and seamy side to the same old storyline The bitter winds of the last word so stale and so dimly dim We could have one hell of a time while God, he just turns away But there's gum in the chairs that dance in my head and how could this be new again