Broken

Looking through broken window panes

For something that’ll numb the pain

And it’s something to help you forget

Bottles can serenade and newborn lives can turn a page

But there’s always better way

Now it’s been two years of all hard luck

You’re getting used to being in a rut

And your heads all fucked

And you’re a little stranger

Does it keep you running for the razors

Today – you’ve lost every shred of innocent

It’s time to come to grips again

Wake up – are you waiting for someone to pick you off the floor

The answers always right in front of you

You know exactly what to do

Where are you running to

You walls are crumbling around you

Wishing something could hide you

From everyone of your regrets

But now it’s too late

You’ve got that kind of hate

And it’s all for yourself

Now put that bottle to your head

Ya pull the trigger and now you’re dead

Was it everything you thought it would be

What are you looking for

You want it to hurt just a little bit more

It’s contradictions and misconceptions

A circle of lies it’s a fucking infection

Leading you around and make you always want more

‘Till another one of out friends has been checked into the morgue

Today – where’s it gone now…