You Break My Heart

I watched the wind, blowing through your hair
As we attempted the 100 metres through, Leicester Square
And then you, me, and your mascara ran
To an ugly scene outside of Pizzaland

Chorus
If this is love, oh man, if this is love? Where are the violins?
You break my heart
You break, my heart
You break my heart, when you push me away

I feel impotent when I don’t know what to do
Just the merest scrap of tenderness seems to suffocate you
I then convince myself, it’s all my fault
But you sob into your hands that it is nothing of the sort

Chorus
If this is love, oh man, if this is love, yeah yeah yeah
If this is love, where are the violins?
You break my heart
You break, my heart
You break my heart when you push me away
When you push me away

My friends all envy me you know you’re well-liked
But they’ve no impression of this kind of depression
You don’t appreciate the good things in life
Like your home or your family or friends who have stood by your side
You think, “You’re ugly and alone”
Oh, no, no, no, no

When you feel good, we are dynamite!
I can almost hear Grappelli floating to us through the night
I want your anguish, to be replaced with hope
But deep inside I realise, that I just cannot cope

Chorus
If this is love, oh man, if this is love, yeah yeah yeah
If this is love, where are the violins?
You break my heart
You break, my heart
You break my heart when you push me away
When you push me away, woah
You keep on pushing me away
You keep on pushing me, away
You keep on pushing me, away
You keep on pushing me away, woah

What can I do?
What can I do?
What can I do?
What can I do?

(2014 Published by Cote Basque Music Publishing Limited)