Broken Bottles

Those broken bottles must've come down from the clouds
Shattered glass, I must've slept right through the sound

It's hard to be wrong, worse to be right
Stuck in the middle of a losing fight, alright
I can't fool my heart
I can't fool my heart

Those broken bottles must've fallen from the sky (la-la-la...)
Sweep up the evidence, forget the reasons why (la-la-la...)

It's hard to be wrong, worse to be right
Stuck in the middle of a losing fight, alright
I can't fool my heart
(ooh...)
(ooh...)

I never promised you a cloudless summer sky (la-la-la...)
Painted a picture but you didn't seem to mind (la-la-la...)

It's hard to be wrong, worse to be right
Stuck in the middle of a losing fight, alright
I can't fool my heart
(ooh, la-la-la...)
(ooh, la-la-la...)

All of this time I was capsized at sea
I never saw that my trouble was me

My paper airplane must've landed on the moon
I saw the light and now I'm flying back to you

It's hard to be wrong, worse to be right
Stuck in the middle of a losing fight
(ooh, la-la-la...)
(ooh, la-la-la...)
I can't fool my heart
(ooh, la-la-la...)
I can't fool my heart
(ooh, la-la-la...)
(ooh)



Credits
Writer(s): Anya Marina Kroth, Matt Pond
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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