Frank Sinatra — The Curse Of An Aching Heart

[Verse 1] You made me what I am today I hope you're satisfied You dragged and dragged me down until Soul within me died You've shattered each and every dream You fooled me right from the start And though you're not true, may God bless you That's the curse of an aching heart [Instrumental] [Verse 2] You made me what I am today I sure hope you're satisfied You dragged me, 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