(tim johnson/kelly cole)

Black smoke rolling from my old rambler
I pulled into joes auto supply
Desperate for some kind of answer
Ol joe, hes a friend of mine
I said, hey joe Ive got a problem
And I told him about what you had done
He looked at me and he shook his head
And said sorry I cant help you son
I can fix your carburetor
I can rebuild your alternator
I can change the plugs I can change the wires
Replace all four bald tires
Ive got a warehouse full of parts
But I dont know a thing about a broken heart
No I dont know a thing about a broken heart

So I went down to ol doc millers
I told the nurse he just had to see me
He took me in when he heard me tell her
This was an emergency
I said, oh doc she really hurt me
And then my tears fell like rain
He said Ive had at least a million patients
But never one in so much pain
I could write you a prescription
Give you a straight shot of penicillin
I could run a hundred different tests
Or put a stethoscope to your chest
And if it stops Ill give you cpr
But I dont know a thing about a broken heart
No I dont know a thing about a broken heart

So girl thats how I finally wound up at your door
Hopin that you had the answers Ive been searchin for
cause I dont even have a clue of how Ill ever get over you
So tell me now where do I start
cause I dont know a thing about a broken heart
No I dont know a thing about a broken heart
Lord I dont know a thing about a broken heart