Broken

Broken

Remember Maine
(album: The Last Place You Look)

What do you need?
How this waiting game is killing me.
Oh, so painfully challenging now that I´m on my own.
We´ve made our remarks, stuck to the scene.
Package is parceled,
withholding my dreams and we know they go slow.
Promise me you won´t let go.

You say words; meaningless, empty.
Broken, I dream of a of a girl that can handle with care,
and who won´t take me for granted.
And who won´t rip out my eyes when I cry over you...
Falling down my cheek, my sweet, my heart, it dies,
it falls as we sing the songs of "I miss you´s."

I miss you.

Broken, broken, broken...Cursive would blast through my ears.
Through these veins, accompany my tears.
Promise me you won´t let go.
You say words; meaningless, empty.
Broken, I dream of a girl.