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Text: ATB. Addicted To Music. Break My Heart.


I can check out any time I like
Nothing hurts like brave tomorrows
At the end of your line
Close the door and hide the phone
Nip the bud and still the branches
That you?re leaving behind

I should have told you
That?s not the way
That?s no way to break my heart
I should have told you
That?s not the way
That?s not the way
That?s no way to break my heart

I could tell by the way you walked
I could tell by the way you gave me
What I knew wasn?t mine
Doesn?t matter if it?s all night long
Doesn?t matter if you?re gone by Monday
Just as long as you?re right

I should have told you
That?s not the way
That?s no way to break my heart
I should have told you
That?s not the way
That?s not the way
That?s no way to break my heart

I don?t know what side you?re on
I don?t know what make you happy
Except watching me cry
Like a ghost in an old hotel
Hanging onto bits of nothing
I?m leaving you now