Broken, why concede? Broken, crumbling with grief Broken, I don't believe you're broken You've given up, turned it in on yourself now Not inward out but outward in And what's the point? You can't be bothered To be consoled, to be absolved You're broken, fingers bleed Broken, porcelain in pieces Broken, your head between my knees Broken You've given up, turned it in on yourself now Not inward out but outward in And what's the point? You can't be bothered To be consoled, to be absolved You're broken, so broken Broken, so broken By a cowardly embrace It was sealed with a kiss By a charmer's face A dissonance wraps its scarf of tatters About your face, your haunted face And in disgust, you turn dejected Can't be consoled, can't be absolved You're broken, crippled in a heap Broken, dreams that you won't sleep Broken, a beggar in the streets Broken A dissonance wraps its scarf of tatters About your face, your haunted face And in disgust, you turn dejected Can't be consoled, can't be absolved Broken, broken Broken, broken