[00:04.78]My hands reach out to touch someone but they know she's not there
[00:14.69]My memory keeps running back to one who used to care
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[00:24.57]My heart has lost the will to live my lips the will to smile
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[00:34.29]If heartache is the fashion then I guess that I'm in style
[00:44.19]Our places I'm invited to I never want to go
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[00:53.85]Afraid I'll see my old sweetheart with her new love and so
[01:03.57]I stay home and walk the floor as if it's my last mile
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[01:13.29]If heartache is the fashion then I guess that I'm in style
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[01:41.99]My lips will miss the tender kiss that someone else will know
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[01:52.19]My eyes will not forget the day I stood and watched her go
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[02:01.80]My arms will ache to hold the love that I held for a while
[02:11.59]If heartache is the fashion then I guess that I'm in style