Broken Things

The offer was good, but you turned it down
Just like you should, it’s still going round your head
All the things you could’ve said
But you can’t hang your heart from a love that’s dead
Don’t you know anything
Oh I won’t listen to your screams of pain no more
Oh don’t you know what I mean
But you’ve been saying the same thing that I’ve seen only bring you down
And when you made an advance, they won’t cut and run
Cause they can’t even tell when the damage is done
And here beneath my wings
I got a pocket full of broken things
You can have 'em all
Oh but I won’t listen to your screams of pain no more
Oh don’t you know what I mean
And you’ve been saying the same thing that I’ve seen only bring you down
I won’t listen to your screams of pain no more
Oh don’t you know what I mean
And you’ve been saying the same thing that I’ve seen only bring you down