Broken, why concede?
Broken, crumbling with grief
Broken, I don't believe you're broken


You've given up, turned it in on yourself now
Not inward out but outward in

And what's the point? You can't be bothered
To be consoled, to be absolved


You're broken, fingers bleed
Broken, porcelain in pieces
Broken, your head between my knees

Broken

You've given up, turned it in on yourself now

Not inward out but outward in
And what's the point? You can't be bothered
To be consoled, to be absolved


You're broken, so broken
Broken, so broken


By a cowardly embrace
It was sealed with a kiss

By a charmer's face

A dissonance wraps its scarf of tatters

About your face, your haunted face
And in disgust, you turn dejected
Can't be consoled, can't be absolved


You're broken, crippled in a heap
Broken, dreams that you won't sleep

Broken, a beggar in the streets
Broken


A dissonance wraps its scarf of tatters
About your face, your haunted face
And in disgust, you turn dejected

Can't be consoled, can't be absolved

Broken, broken

Broken, broken