Bible open and bipolar
Trying to make the halves a whole
Type 1 with a Wing 2 disorder
Love imperfect left on hold
Got a pain deep in your stomach
Open up and let it out
Said you'd never be your mother
So, why are you hiding now
Baby, you're broken
But broken's alright with me
I'm broken, too
So, would you just let me be
Broken with you
You were the first one I had sex with
I hope you'll be the last one, too
God, let these pills keep the balance
'Cause I can't lose what we have
And do this again with someone new
Baby, you're broken
But broken's alright with me
I'm broken, too
Tying the knot
Just to feel like you're roped in
Please, I'm not your noose
But you're so uncertain
I know you've been hurt
And there's some cuts
That just don't heal
But closing the curtain
So no one can look in
Is no way to really deal
With all of the damage
From teenage abandonment
Growing up lonely
And sick from the men
That just used you like cigarettes
And sucked you dry
And flicked the ash
It's all too much to feel
On your own
Baby, you're broken
But broken is nothing new
Would you just let me be
Broken with you