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When youngsters break up their hearts are broken. When adults break up it feels more like a heart attack.
While the innuendo are leaning to references of self-destruction "throw myself off this rooftop romance," "lying face down in a pool of regret," "the head-on collision," they are made innocent by the continuation of the lyric and the repetition of "you're just another heart attack."
JUST ANOTHER HEART ATTACK
I have convinced myself it's time to erase
the smile on your face, the night we embraced.
I'm gonna throw myself off this rooftop romance
the happening chance, the dizzying dance.
I don't want to let you in. I'm not gonna take you back.
Tell me where do I begin, so many lies stalled on the tracks.
There's no way I'll ever win. You're just another heart attack.
Hmmm. Just another heart attack.
You change your lovers like the change of seasons
Ignoring the reasons to conquer your demons.
I'm tired of feeling like a pushpin on a map,
Feather in your cap, mouse caught in a trap.
I'm lying face down in a pool of regret,
The maximum threat, blood tears and sweat.
I'll take a detour off this road of derision, the
Impossible mission, the head-on collision.
Solid stuff - insightful, engaging. A joy to listen to over and over.