she is broken she opened the window felt the cold wind let it come nothing could ever hurt her deny her or desert her she is numb once a body feels anough pain there is never enough rain to thoroughly cleanse the wound now her softness is her shield her compassion a sword to wield she's immune to love she is broken pieces scattered for the morning sun to warm she was vulnerable he was apathetic part of her is broken evermore tear-stained eyes look up to heaven praying for internal peace looking for a god racked with anger; shocked with pain shameful and lamed she was bleeding in vain she is broken pieces scattered for the morning sun to warm she was vulnerable he was apathetic part of her is broken evermore he thinks she's oversensitive the sun rises forget the night before pick up the pieces off the floor you have permission to slam the door girl, it's ok to cry when there's no one on your side you don't wanna be understood his heart is empty to you you played him as your guru don't feel penetrated by laughter she is broken pieces scattered for the morning sun to warm she was vulnerable he was apathetic part of her is broken evermore <--- back * home * next --->