My Next Broken Heart (with Jon Pardi)

You picked me up, you shot me down

You're stepping out all over town

Drove me back to drinking in this bar

I found myself a brand new friend

I'm headed down that road again

I'm working on my next broken heart

Happy or sad, it's hard to tell

You taught me how to hurt so well

When it comes to love, I know my part

And I'll play this game that I can't win

I'll be somebody's fool again

Working on my next broken heart

Well, I thought all along you'd be the death of me

But I met one tonight who wants what's left of me

I've seen that look before, she'll tear my world apart

I'm working on my next broken heart

Yeah, I thought all along you'd be the death of me

I met one tonight who wants what's left of me

I've seen that look before, she'll tear my world apart

I'm working on my next broken heart

Oh, I'm working on my next broken heart

Oh, I'm working on my next broken heart