Can't give away a broken heart

So it's finally curtains
the heart has been bled dry
now the chips are down
tho' you still don't know why
someone 'd be that callous
to only take and never give
to bleed you like some sadist surgeon
that won't see the patient live

        and you can't give away a broken heart
        once you've lost your taste
        it's so hard to make a new start
        once your feeling's laid to waste
        no you can't give away a broken heart

so go and dance with the dead on
Easter Sunday, go to the
wake on X-mas eve love
you went, so you to do the
suicide shuffle in the dark
where they've given up on things
where the drone cuts to the bone
and it's just users on the wing

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so I went to dig the hard ground
coming up with only ice
I looked it over in my hand
I didn't cry, I just got wise
like a squatter on the run
or a sad child prostitute
get mean and play your cards right
and grope for some substitute

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1981.