Stuff

You wake up in the middle of the night,

you feel like crying.

You kick aside your pillow

and you feel like dying.

But don't give up.

Yeah, you, little girl, just don't give up.

So, girl, I heard the news in town:

he broke you.

He took you by the heart;

he tore you.

But don't lose hope.

Yeah, you heard me, girl,

just don't lose hope.