| Everybody’s trying to mend a broken heart | 
| Buy a little bit of love and try to start | 
| Sew your secrets up with cotton and with string | 
| Teach yourself little recipes and things to say | 
| I’m not like that, it’s not like that | 
| I don’t hurt like they do, but | 
| But oh you like that, yes you like that | 
| Yes, you need somebody too | 
| We put on Navy suits and march and keep in line | 
| And laugh at all the silly people out of time | 
| We count the minutes till we heal it with our wine | 
| We climb in bed with pretty strangers and we cry, oh, oh, oh | 
| I’m not like that, I’m not like that | 
| I don’t wanna hurt like they do | 
| They find it hard to be alone | 
| Like everyone else that we know | 
| And when our heads hurt in the dark | 
| We look for beautiful remarks | 
| We find it hard to be alone | 
| Like every one else that we know | 
| We get our heads hurt in the dark | 
| We need some beautiful remarks | 
| Yes, we do | 
| We hang up photographs of people that we love | 
| And when we glance at them we think, «Well that’s enough» | 
| But when our mothers call we’re busy doing stuff | 
| We’ll get back to them when things start clearing up oh, oh, oh | 
| I’m not like that, It’s not like that | 
| I don’t hurt like they do | 
| It’s not like that, yes it’s like that | 
| Yes, you need somebody too | 
| You’re just like that, yeah it’s like that | 
| Yeah, you need somebody too | 
| Oh, you like that, yes you like that | 
| Yes, you need somebody too |