Broken Strings

Hey, babe
Do you know it, I feel pain
I, lie
Said I was okay all of the time
Hey, you, and me too
Hiding in the backseat
Running from the truth
And they say
Crazy that love might maybe be
An easy way out

Guess I love my broken things, I
Play guitars with broken strings, I
Fall in love with a broken heart, I'm
Driving cars that just won't start, and I
Guess I love my broken things, I
Play guitars with broken strings, I
Fall in love with a broken heart, I'm
Driving cars that just won't start

You, too
Brave face on but you're scared of the truth
And we, see
Kids on the corner they don't know where to be
And I'll keep writing
If we keep fighting
And maybe we can get it down
And I'll keep talking
If you keep on walking
Maybe we can figure it out

Guess I love my broken things, I
Play guitars with broken strings, I
Fall in love with a broken heart, I'm
Driving cars that just won't start, and I
Guess I love my broken things, I
Play guitars with broken strings, I
Fall in love with a broken heart, I'm
Driving cars that just won't start



Credits
Writer(s): Matthew Visser
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