That's When Your Heartaches Begin

If you find your sweetheart

In the arms of a friend

That's when your heartaches begin.

And when dreams of a lifetime

All come to an end

That's when your heartaches begin.

For love is a thing

You never can share

And when you bring a friend

Into your love affair

That's the end of your sweetheart

That's the end of your friend

That's when your heartaches begin.

If you find your sweetheart

Lying

Not too far away

From the arm

Of your very best friend

Brother

That's... that's when your heartaches really begin

And when every one of those tiny little dreams that you've nourished

Like a potted plant and kept treasured away somewhere in the hothouse of

Your psyche one by one are taken out and dismantled by some clodhoppered

Fiend you thought was the one you could trust and borrow things off and

Lend things to in turn without you just lending things to and then not

Getting anything back

Well, that's really when you know things are sorta gon' mess you up isn't it?

Don't answer me back, anyway.Sock it boys...

Because love is a thing

And it's a thing you can't share

You can't pass it around

Two into one doesn't go unless you're happy with meagre fractions and I for one am not

So if you've been some crawly little two-bit reptile

Sneaking up into the crevices of the one you love

Hair, follicles, bones, sinew, tissue, nostrils, the whole bloody lot

That

Is

The

End

Of your sweetheart

That's the end of your friend

That's when your heartaches begin.