That's what breaking hearts do They cause you so much pain Make you go insane Feel like your hands are tied Bound up, strapped down, busted inside Don't have the will to find your way And you don't think you can take it even one more day You try and try

When you break up in a small town She would get down with somebody I know I guess that's just how it goes I see our friends and they put on a show Like they don't want me to know So they give me the go-around I swear it's like I can't even leave my house

It's her, her body, her body, her body language Ooo, that body's like music to my ear When she grinds to the beat Breaking it down articulately It's her, her body, her body, her body Parlez vous francais?

That's what breaking hearts do They cause you so much pain Make you go insane Feel like your hands are tied Bound up, strapped down, busted inside Don't have the will to find your way And you don't think you can take it even one more day You try and try

That's what breaking hearts do They cause you so much pain Make you go insane Feel like your hands are tied Bound up, strapped down, busted inside Don't have the will to find your way And you don't think you can take it even one more day You try and try

That's where she saw me Everybody's seen her, everyone believes me I break down like a woman I'll go back to Rock City, I was running through the desert, I was looking for drugs And I was searching for a woman who was willing to love So I could take her

Your heaven's trying everything To break me down 'Cause it's almost like And I can't seem to find my way home To keep me out Your heavens trying everything Another day in this carnival of souls Another nights ends, end as quickly as it goes The memories

It's a heartache Nothing but a heartache Standing in the cold rain Feeling like a clown Love him till your arms break Then he lets you down Hits you when it's too late Hits you when you're down It's a fool's game

You like how I break it down I know you like my style Wanna get rich I'll show you how But how much do you like my style? You're not really, really ready I know you like style On ya mark, get set, let's go, switch the flow Teach ya how to turn Yayo into

Trash a hotel room Lets trash a hotel room Won't crash 'til after breakfast Leave it like a tornado came through Mess up those sheets Break a bottle or three Over a night or two We'll blare out music down the hall