'Helping a friend through a break up' songs!

Songs to Cry/Scream Along to:
Breakeven - The Script (this made me bawl for a year after an ex dumped me, its a good cathartic one)
I can do better - Avril Lavigne
Someone Like You - Adele
The One that Got Away - Katy Perry
You Oughta Know - Alanis Morissette

Cheer up songs
MerryHappy - Kate Nash
Ur so Gay - Katy Perry
Irreplaceable - Beyonce
U and Ur hand - Pink
Cry Me A River - Justin Timberlake

Turn the page - Metallica

Haha some great suggestions in here ladies!

Holding out for a Hero - Bonnie Tyler

Here I go Again - Whitesnake

What the Hell or He Wasn't - Avril Lavigne (it encourages you to not give a **** and go have some fun, I saw someone else recommended I Can Do Better which is a great one - Avril is my guilty pleasure and great for the break ups!)

Thanks for Nothing - Dope

You Give Love a Bad Name - Bon Jovi

Love Stinks - J Geils Band

When the chips are down, I do love my cheesy shizz really!

I'll Kill Her By Soko.

Thankfully I've never had cause for this particular song but I love it all the same. It's a bunny boiler anthem but it's kooky enough to be really sweet but angry too. It'll make her laugh!

I listened to an awful lot of stuff when my boyfriend decided a break was a good idea which I still link with our breakup, so in addition to the stuff up there...

If you ever come back - The Script - the day you start going "Ah lad, would ya cop on and get some self respect you deserve better!", you know the healing is in there...
Go Your Own Way, and Dreams - Fleetwood Mac
Faith - George Michael - great for dancing around like a lunatic to, good message in it too, don't go back there, have faith better is around the corner - it always is.
I can't make you love me - the Adele version - if you really need a good cry, this is it...

As an antidote to sentimental sloppy pop, how about some whisky-soaked no regrets music. Tom Waits cures all that ails ya. Embrace the pain, this too will pass.

My personal heartbreak cure song...goes with a large glass of something.
Possibly one of the greatest broken heart songs ever written.



She sends me blue valentines
All the way from Philadelphia
To mark the anniversary
Of someone that I used to be
And it feels just like theres
A warrant out for my arrest
Got me checkin in my rearview mirror
And I`m always on the run
Thats why I changed my name
And I didn`t think you`d ever find me here

To send me blue valentines
Like half forgotten dreams
Like a pebble in my shoe
As I walk these streets
And the ghost of your memory
Is the thistle in the kiss
And the burgler that can break a roses neck
It`s the tatooed broken promise
That I hide beneath my sleeve
And I see you every time I turn my back

She sends me blue valentines
Though I try to remain at large
They`re insisting that our love
Must have a eulogy
Why do I save all of this madness
In the nightstand drawer
There to haunt upon my shoulders
Baby I know
I`d be luckier to walk around everywhere I go
With a blind and broken heart
That sleeps beneath my lapel

She sends me my blue valentines
To remind me of my cardinal sin
I can never wash the guilt
Or get these bloodstains off my hands
And it takes a lot of whiskey
To take this nightmares go away
And I cut my bleedin heart out every nite
And I die a little more on each St. Valentines day
Remember that I promised I would
Write you...
These blue valentines
blue valentines
blue valentines



I always play Russian Roulette in my head
It`s seventeen black and twenty-nine red
How far from the gutter; how far from the pew
I`ll always remember to forget about you
I lit a wooden match; I let it all burn down
I`ve broken every rule; I`ve wrecked it all down
There are no words in the wind, the trees are all bare
Life`s mean as a needle; but why should I care?
A good man is hard to find
Only strangers sleep in my bed
My favorite words are good-bye
And my favorite color is red
I always play Russian Roulette in my head
It`s seventeen black and twenty-nine red
How far from the gutter; how far from the pew
I`ll always remember to forget about you
A good man is hard to find
Only strangers sleep in my bed
My favorite words are good-bye
And my favorite color is red
A long dead soldier looks out from the frame
No one remembers his war; no one remembers his name
Go out to the meadow; scare off all the crows
It does nothing but rain here, and nothing will grow
A good man is hard to find
Only strangers sleep in my bed
My favorite words are good-bye
And my favorite color is red


If you find it a bit male - try Camille O'Sullivan's awesome live version



If you like you could always try Brechtian philosopy; and have your friend embrace the fundamental truth of human nature. Bleak but probably might give some perspective.




Misery's the River of the World
Misery's the River of the World
The higher that the monkey can climb
The more he shows his tail
Call no man happy 'til he dies
There's no milk at the bottom of the pail
God builds a church
The devil builds a chapel
Like the thistles that are growing
'round the thrunk of a tree
All the good in the world
You can put inside a thimble
And still have room for you and me
If there's one thing you can say
About Mankind
There's nothing kind about man
You can drive out nature with a pitch fork
But it always comes roaring back again
Misery's the River of the World
Misery's the River of the World
Misery's the River of the World
For want of a bird
The sky was last
For want of a nail
A shoe was last
For want of a life
The knife was last
For want of a toy
A child was last
Misery's the River of the World
Misery's the River of the World
Everybody Row! Everybody Row!
Misery's the River of the World
Misery's the River of the World
Everybody Row! Everybody Row!


Best perhaps is the admission that you'll never really get over it and a little piece of you remains theirs, when you are still awake at 4am - play this. certainly nothing like the Whitney Houston track of the same name.



It`s too early for the circus,
It`s too late for the bars,
everyone`s sleepin` but the paperboys,
and no one in this town is makin` any noise,
but the dogs and the milkmen and me.


The girls around here all look like cadillacs,
no one likes a stranger here,
I`d come home but i`m afraid
that you won`t take me back,
but i`d trade off everything just to have you near.

I know i`m irresponsible and i don`t behave,
and i ruin everything that i do,
and i`ll probably get arrested when i`m in my grave,
but i`ll be savin` all my love for you.

I paid fifteen dollars for a prostitute,
with too much makeup and a broken shoe,
but her eyes were just a counterfeit,
she tried to gyp me out of it,
but you know that i`m still in love you.

Don`t listen to the rumors that you hear about me,
cause i ain`t as bad as they make me out to be,
well i may lose my mind but baby can`t you see,
that i`ll be savin` all my love for you.

I could listen to Zooey Deshanel sing all day long.





Your friend should be miserable for a while... Its part of the healing process. Best of luck to her, she is lucky to have a friend thinking of her.