I get it every day I'm getting use to it Now (But) every time it hits My heart quits I wear a little smile While swallowing the dirt But underneath my shirt My heart hurts It's murder but it's nice Gettin' away with it The time you let it slip I liked it My fingers and my thumbs Overcome me with mirth But underneath my shirt my heart hurts Lord if you're lonely You must be out of your mind Lord if you're lonely You must be out of your mind l get it every day I'm getting used to it But every time it hits my heart quits Your taste is for the task Your fondness is to flirt But underneath my shirt my heart hurts Lord if you're lonely You must be out of your mind Lord if you're lonely You must be out of your mind My heart hurts