Vārdi: Gene Loves Jezebel. Heartache.

You're my guilty secret, not just a memory
You're all I ever wanted and you belong to me
Listen now, my angel, my love for you can't stop
Though we've come to distances, love must surely spark

Maybe she just cannot see me
Maybe she just cannot feel

They say, a little bit of heartache, a little bit of heartache never hurt anyone
How come I'm dying over you?
If a little bit of heartache, a little bit of heartache never hurt anyone
How come I'm crying over you?

Your beauty has spoken, with eyes that shine
My resistance crumbles, I stumble, I fall
Did I ever fail you, did I lose your confidence?
For me, you are remarkable, what more can I say?

Maybe she just cannot see me
Maybe she just cannot feel

They say, a little bit of heartache, a little bit of heartache never hurt anyone
How come I'm dying over you?
If a little bit of heartache, a little bit of heartache never hurt anyone
How come I'm crying over you? Talk, talk, talk

A little bit of heartache, little bit of heartache never hurt anyone
A little bit of heartache, little bit of heartache never hurt anyone
A little bit of heartache, little bit of heartache never hurt anyone
A little bit of heartache, little bit of heartache never hurt anyone

A little bit of heartache, little bit of heartache never hurt anyone
A little bit of heartache, little bit of heartache never hurt anyone
A little bit of heartache, little bit of heartache never hurt anyone