A Song for the Broken
This is a song for the broken
For the abandoned, the betrayed, the abused
For all those who've been scarred
With their hearts torn apart
Well, this is just the song for you.
Can you tell I'm a bit upset? Well,
I haven't said anything yet
But trust me, there's still plenty on my mind
There's a lot I want to say but
It doesn't matter anyway
So you go your way and I'll go mine
Well if I know you, and you know me
As much as you think you do
Then maybe you can see
That we are not the same
The same as we were once before
You threw our love out the door
'Cuz these are the days
That will go down in history
And these are the times
Where you're not going down with me
And the memory of you and me
Will live in infamy
And I can't wait for this to end
So here's the moral to the story:
People suck and don't trust anyone
It's waste of time – don't waste your time
Lets get shitfaced drunk cause that's all it takes
We'll get shitfaced drunk cause that's all it takes
To get inside those pants, oh,
You know it's true
You know it's true
So why, why, why
Do all the pretty birds in flight
Still sing way up in the sky?
When I'm down here
Staring at all the glory in the atmosphere
I hope the end is near
'Cuz these are the days
That will go down in history
And these are the times
Where you're not going down with me
And the memory of you and me
Will live in infamy
And I can't wait for this to end
This is a song for the broken
For the abandoned, the betrayed, the abused
For all those who've been scarred
With their hearts torn apart
Well, this is just the song for you.
This is a song, a song for the broken
For the abandoned, the betrayed, the abused
(This is a song for the abused)
For all those who've been scarred
With their hearts torn apart
Well, this is just the song for you.
So why, why, why
Do all the pretty birds in flight
Still sing way up in the sky?
When I'm down here
Staring at all the glory in the atmosphere
I hope the end is near
Oh, why, why, why?
For the abandoned, the betrayed, the abused
For all those who've been scarred
With their hearts torn apart
Well, this is just the song for you.
Can you tell I'm a bit upset? Well,
I haven't said anything yet
But trust me, there's still plenty on my mind
There's a lot I want to say but
It doesn't matter anyway
So you go your way and I'll go mine
Well if I know you, and you know me
As much as you think you do
Then maybe you can see
That we are not the same
The same as we were once before
You threw our love out the door
'Cuz these are the days
That will go down in history
And these are the times
Where you're not going down with me
And the memory of you and me
Will live in infamy
And I can't wait for this to end
So here's the moral to the story:
People suck and don't trust anyone
It's waste of time – don't waste your time
Lets get shitfaced drunk cause that's all it takes
We'll get shitfaced drunk cause that's all it takes
To get inside those pants, oh,
You know it's true
You know it's true
So why, why, why
Do all the pretty birds in flight
Still sing way up in the sky?
When I'm down here
Staring at all the glory in the atmosphere
I hope the end is near
'Cuz these are the days
That will go down in history
And these are the times
Where you're not going down with me
And the memory of you and me
Will live in infamy
And I can't wait for this to end
This is a song for the broken
For the abandoned, the betrayed, the abused
For all those who've been scarred
With their hearts torn apart
Well, this is just the song for you.
This is a song, a song for the broken
For the abandoned, the betrayed, the abused
(This is a song for the abused)
For all those who've been scarred
With their hearts torn apart
Well, this is just the song for you.
So why, why, why
Do all the pretty birds in flight
Still sing way up in the sky?
When I'm down here
Staring at all the glory in the atmosphere
I hope the end is near
Oh, why, why, why?
Credits
Writer(s): Kellen Mckay
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