Your needing somethin Your looking for someone to fill all the cracks Where your broken I might be the answer Just maybe the one who can help Dull the pain mend the tattered
It ain't your beauty It's not your style that makes me Give a damn for you it's your motive Tell me your innocent Say you were miles away from any shit That said you did lies eroded
Well the traits that you cling to The face that your holding Will give out a sign
But in your mind The wheels keep rolling Shelved all the dreams Soaked and rusted in time Forgiven for seldom changing you'll find It seems the best are The best are always broken
If you won't use me It's been a while to face I'll take another hit from you Words are loaded What's your motive Tell me your innocent Say you were miles away from any Shit that said you did lies eroded Cause your broken
It ain't your beauty It's not your style that makes me Give a damn for you it's your motive Fuel for my engine Fuel for the fire inside With all that shit that goes with it When you're loaded when you're loaded
I'll let you use me Running on fumes in my head Fuel for the fire Tattered desire Running on fumes