Another Friday night in America, and everyone's made their plans to be partying hard in America, 'til the weekend slips through their hands
But it's hard to laugh when you're dancing to the beat of a broken heart
Another Saturday night in America; it's just like the night before
Oh, you search the faces of all your friends - and what are they smiling for?
'Cause it's hard to laugh when you're dancing to the beat of a broken heart
Heartaches come and heartaches go, and broken hearts still need to know that, though you may be sinking low, there is hope for a broken heart
Hope for a broken heart
Sunday morning in America, but it's not just another day
There's a girl alone, who spent the weekend home; she's come to her church to pray
Yeah, it's hard to pray when you're lonely, but there's hope for a broken heart
Yeah, there's hope for a broken heart
Heartaches come and heartaches go, and broken hearts still need to know that, though you may be sinking low, there is hope for a broken heart
Hope for a broken
Heartaches come and heartaches go, and broken hearts, they need to know that, though you may be sinking low, there is hope for a broken heart
Hope for a broken heart
Friday night
In America
Friday night
In America
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