Bonnie Tyler
Am, C, Em, F, G
It's a heartache, nothing but a heartache
Hits you when it's too late, hits you when you're dumb
It's a fool's game, nothing but a fool's game
Standing in the cold rain, feeling like a clown.
It's a hard age, nothing but a hard age.
Loving as your arms break, then he'll let you down.
He didn't write quite a lot to share, when you find he doesn't care for you.
He didn't want to be someone, as much as I depend on you.
Oh, this heartache
Nothing but a heartache
It's you when it's too late
It's you when you're done
It's a fool's game
Nothing but a fool's game
Standing in the cold rain
Feeling like a clown
Hanging right below to share
When you find he doesn't care for you
Even though I still need someone
As much as I depend on you
Oh, this heartache, nothing but a heartache You loosen your arms, break, then he lets
you die
He's a fool's game, standing in the cold rain, feeling like a cry.
He's a heartache, but until your arms break,
Then it lasts you time