The Curse of an Aching Heart - Frank Sinatra

You made me what I am today, I hope you’re satisfied

You dragged and dragged me down until the soul within me died

You’ve shattered each and every dream, fooled me right from the start

And though you’re not true, may God bless you

That’s the curse of an aching heart

(musical interlude)

You made me what I am today, I should hope you’re satisfied

You dragged, you dragged me down until the soul within me died

You’ve shattered each and every dream, you fooled me right from the start

And although you’re not true, may God bless you

That’s the curse of an aching heart