Second Hand Hearts
Second Hand shoes too old for running
Better just to walk away this time
Second hand hearts too cold for loving
But if you're looking for a friend then I don't mind
I met her in the basement
of an East Vancouver bar
She was praying to the patron saint
Of lonely broken hearts
We talked it out all evening
But an agreement was required
She would trade her body for
The bones of my desire
I heard that now she's rolling
Like a freight train headed east
To the bowels of Ontario
And she never thinks of me
Second Hand shoes too old for running
Better just to walk away this time
Second hand hearts too cold for loving
But if you're looking for a friend then I don't mind
I don't know how to tell you
I don't know how to say
But I don't want to see your face
In the morning every day
It's not that I don't love you
You know there ain't nobody else
But how can I live with you babe
When I can't even stand myself
So pray for us St Anthony
St Helen and St Jude
St Gianna Beretta Molla
And St Fiacre too
I've lost my sense of harmony
I just can't find the tune
The women here are ugly
And I must be leaving soon
Second Hand shoes too old for running
Better just to walk away this time
Second hand hearts too cold for loving
But if you're looking for a friend then I don't mind
Better just to walk away this time
Second hand hearts too cold for loving
But if you're looking for a friend then I don't mind
I met her in the basement
of an East Vancouver bar
She was praying to the patron saint
Of lonely broken hearts
We talked it out all evening
But an agreement was required
She would trade her body for
The bones of my desire
I heard that now she's rolling
Like a freight train headed east
To the bowels of Ontario
And she never thinks of me
Second Hand shoes too old for running
Better just to walk away this time
Second hand hearts too cold for loving
But if you're looking for a friend then I don't mind
I don't know how to tell you
I don't know how to say
But I don't want to see your face
In the morning every day
It's not that I don't love you
You know there ain't nobody else
But how can I live with you babe
When I can't even stand myself
So pray for us St Anthony
St Helen and St Jude
St Gianna Beretta Molla
And St Fiacre too
I've lost my sense of harmony
I just can't find the tune
The women here are ugly
And I must be leaving soon
Second Hand shoes too old for running
Better just to walk away this time
Second hand hearts too cold for loving
But if you're looking for a friend then I don't mind
Credits
Writer(s): Luc Gloanec
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