Broken
Stranglehold days wear you away pacing holes in linoleumstuck in a rut still love him too muchhard to believe how far down you have come
Bottle to glass Glass to your mouth
A ritual you've grownaccustomed to these days
Windows no lights alone in a room
The afternoon sun abandons you
You're frozen stuck in the past'cause nothing good seems to last
You broke down somewhere along'Cause nothing good lasts very long.
Your children all raisedno one to tend
You burned all the bridgeswith all of your friends who
Stood by your side in sorrow and hate
You've driven them driven them all away
You're frozen stuck in the past'Cause nothing good seems to last
Afraid you'll fade till you're gone'Cause nothing good lasts very long
You make the worst of everything you
Childhood dreams that never came
Still can't accept he up and left you
Wedding vows still remember the day
Your children raisedno one to listen
Pull the drapes shutting out the sun
You pour yourself - yourself another
While the out - the outside worldmoves on leaving you behind
Looping it inside your head'til it becomes frayed
Stuck in a rut minutes turn hours into days
Bottle to glass Glass to your mouth
A ritual you've grownaccustomed to these days
Windows no lights alone in a room
The afternoon sun abandons you
You're frozen stuck in the past'cause nothing good seems to last
You broke down somewhere along'Cause nothing good lasts very long.
Your children all raisedno one to tend
You burned all the bridgeswith all of your friends who
Stood by your side in sorrow and hate
You've driven them driven them all away
You're frozen stuck in the past'Cause nothing good seems to last
Afraid you'll fade till you're gone'Cause nothing good lasts very long
You make the worst of everything you
Childhood dreams that never came
Still can't accept he up and left you
Wedding vows still remember the day
Your children raisedno one to listen
Pull the drapes shutting out the sun
You pour yourself - yourself another
While the out - the outside worldmoves on leaving you behind
Looping it inside your head'til it becomes frayed
Stuck in a rut minutes turn hours into days
Credits
Writer(s): Daniel Per Ragnar Bryntse
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