Broken

She said she didn’t know where she was going

She’d pack her bags and drive out in the morning

You saw her in the doorway she said, “you owe nothing to me”

Is this what it feels like to be free?

Broken, she takes you with her

We were made to be broken, it doesn’t matter

Broken, it doesn’t matter

She takes you with her

(Instrumental)

She stopped to wonder, If she’d stayed there,

would things have gotten better?

She checked the time and realized, the choice was made

Cause you were broken long before she left

Broken, she takes you with her

We were made to be broken, it doesn’t matter

Broken, it doesn’t matter

She takes you with her

Broken, she takes you with her

We were made to be broken, it doesn’t matter

Broken, it doesn’t matter

She takes you with her