"Ole Heartache" lyrics
"Ole Heartache"
I see you made yourself at home
Propped your feet up
Act like you belong
With you here, taking up my space
Sure makes it hard to move on
Yeah but I've got used to you hanging 'round
Singing that same sad song
It always keeping me company
Whenever love goes wrong
Ol' heartache
Yeah, what can I say?
You're my one constant friend
When my world comes to an end
Guess you're here to stay
'Til I find somebody new
And I kick you out like I always do
Oooh, heartache, heartache, heartache
Welcome back, how are you?
Might as well stroll to that restaurant
Let you rub it in
Oh how you I used that worn out line it's not you it's me
Can we still be friends?
Oh whoa, go ahead, bring up his name
Every time I think I'm doing fine
Yeah and I'll make a cup of tea and you and me
Can sit down and have a good cry
Ol' heartache
Yeah, what can I say?
You're my one constant friend
When my world comes to an end
Guess you're here to stay
'Til I find somebody new
And I kick you out like I always do
Oooh, heartache, heartache, heartache
Welcome back, how are you?
Ooh whoa
HEey, 'til I find somebody new
And I kick you out like I always do oooh
Oooh, heartache, heartache, heartache
Welcome back, how are you?
How are you?
Oh, welcome back heartache
Writer(s): Shaye Smith, Edward Monroe Hill, Jamie O'Neal
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- Jamie O'Neal Lyrics
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