Broken Skin

It’s not surprising

That you have all those wounds

They're advertising

The things that you've been through

It's tantalizing

To psychoanalyze

We're all downsizing

What we do with our lives

There's not enough money

In this whole world

To pay for a break or two

There's not enough armor in a suit of mail

Your broken skin's not black or blue

But damaged just the same

And who does not feel fractured too

Like broken skin

Broken skin

The sun's not rising

Upon your burned out shell

Still exercising

The things you don't do well

It's not enterprising

To grapple with the past

You're past surmising

How long the past can last

There's not enough trees

You can hide behind

Not enough walls to climb

Not enough cracks in the paving stones

Your broken skin's not black or blue

But damaged just the same

And who does not feel fractured too

Like broken skin

Broken Skin

There's not enough money

In this whole world

To pay for a break or two

There's not enough armor in a suit of mail

Your broken skin's not black or blue

But damaged just the same

But who does not feel fractured too

Like broken skin

Broken skin

Broken skin

Broken skin

Broken skin