Broken Home

One, two, three, and I’m staring at the rubble
Settled dust at the footsteps of our castle
Set in stone, the words that went unspoken, yeah
Put my hand on my chest, the chain on my neck
Is broken
These holy walls are laying at our feet
I guess they ought to fall eventually
Now shatter the glasses, we stay with our lips
Set off the matches to burn every brick
Please, oh, please, I know that sticks and stones
Can’t build a broken home
The clock, it ticks and I’m cleaning up the remains
Gritted teeth as I’m picking up the photo frames
Candles burning and it’s such a shame
Just minutes ago I was clear in my though
Now everything’s gone up in flames
These holy walls are laying at our feet (ooh, no, no)
I guess they ought to fall eventually
Now shatter the glasses, we stay with our lips
Set off the matches to burn every brick
Please, oh, please, I know that sticks and stones
Can’t build a broken home
Brick by brick, it crumbles apart
A smokey cloud hands over my heart
Crashing down this big brown house
Built on broken ground
These holy walls are laying at our feet (ooh-ooh-ooh)
I guess they ought to fall eventually (yeah, yeah)
Now shatter the glasses, we stay with our lips
Set off the matches to burn every brick
Please, oh, please, I know that sticks and stones
Can’t build a broken home