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The little birdie told me you’ve been sleeping around
In this town
There’s no method to your matters
When you tired on pretending to act that crown
You know all good things come to an end
And that still counts for you my friend
You’re right back at the door, the way that you came in
Then I said, better luck next time
Better luck with some other guy
Because I can’t hit you this time
And I am breaking up
I take back those things that I said
So take your heart off your sleeve
Cause I’m not picking up
All of the pieces of your broken heart
The little birdie told me you’ve been wearing around
That frown
You take all your friends for granted
And you roam around like you own this town
You made your bet in this house of lies
And I won’t sleep in this place I despise
If I did it all again, I wouldn’t of let you in
So I said, better luck next time
Better luck with some other guy
Because I can’t hit you this time
And I am breaking up
I take back those things that I said
So take your heart off your sleeve
Cause I’m not picking up
All of the pieces of your broken heart
Better luck next time
And better love with some other guy
I said better luck next time around
Better luck next time
And better love with some other guy
I said better luck next time around
Because I can’t hit you this time
And I am breaking up
I take back those things that I said
So take your heart off your sleeve
Cause I’m not picking up
All of the pieces of your broken heart
Your broken heart, your broken heart