How ironic it all seems because I remember you telling me about other lovers running out of words to say to each other and how beautiful you thought it was and I agreed that would never happen to you and me so here we sit in silence, searching our heads for common ground we`ve rehashed the past and beaten it down left us with nothing, no present, no future I still read your letter and all that evil makes me sick But this is regimented pain and it gives me the illusion that I have lived I was the one that pushed you off the pedestal I put you on And with my arms still outstretched I watched you fall And break apart like glass on the highway I realized my mistake a bit too late Because I`d never risk picking up the pieces, Jesus look at them all I`d never risk picking up all those goddamn pieces because I lose control at the sight of my own blood I still read your letter, and all that bullshit makes me sick But this is regimented pain and it gives me the illusion that I have lived
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