“Cried all night until there was nothing more
What use am I as a heap on the floor?
Heaving devotion but it’s just no good
Taking it hard just like you knew I would
She & Him, Vol 1.
Old habits die hard
When you got, when you got a sentimental heart
Piece of the puzzle and you’re my missing part
Oh, what can you do with a sentimental heart?”
Who says you can’t make a great song out of eight lines? All ya need.