Quick rough draft for FAWM 2016. Revisions later.

Crumpled Hearts V1 Glad you’re gone Now the days are my own But being alone’s Not easy to take Pre-chorus When every memory Makes my heart thunder And I begin to wonder Chorus Of all the crumpled hearts In your bedside drawer Did one maybe mean A tiny bit more? And was it mine? Of all the crumpled hearts Was it mine? V2 Glad you’re gone Now the nights are my own But being alone’s What keeps me awake Pre-chorus When every memory Makes my heart thunder And I begin to wonder Chorus Of all the crumpled hearts In your bedside drawer Did one maybe mean A tiny bit more? And was it mine? Of all the crumpled hearts Was it mine? Bridge I played for keeps You played for time Priming for a new affair Striding off without a care I’d like to feel a shred of dignity To ease the ignominity Chorus Of all the crumpled hearts In your bedside drawer Did one maybe mean A tiny bit more? And was it mine? Of all the crumpled hearts Was it mine? © 2016 Donna Devine