Broken Lover Songtext
von Ingram Hill

Woah, woah, woah, woah
Woah, woah, woah, woah

I look at her photographs
Hiding behind her laugh
I stare at her hazy eyes
That make for a good disguise, and
I wonder how she dreams
Well, sometimes it seems
That she′s got it figured out
But I don't know about it

I know she′s fine
Running through the night time
And she gets by
I wonder where she hides
Oh, where can I find another?
There, there goes my broken lover
(There goes my broken lover)


She looks like a beauty queen
Cut from a magazine
Her golden locks of hair
She kills me with a stare, and
Says she won't date no boys
She's got no use for toys
But then I see her flirt with a
A poor man that she′s gonna hurt

I know she′s fine
Running through the night time
And she gets by
I wonder where she hides
Oh, where can I find another?
There, there goes my broken lover
Woah, woah, woah, woah

And when she smiles
I see it last
Well, I see it last, yeah
How many times
Has this come to pass?
Oh, to pass, yeah


I know she's fine
Running through the night time
And she gets by
I wonder where she hides
Oh, where can I find another?
There, there goes my broken lover
Where (Woah, woah, woah, woah) can I find another?
There (Woah, woah, woah, woah), there goes my broken lover
(Woah, woah, woah, woah) There goes my broken lover
(Woah, woah, woah, woah)