Rotos
Young Tender
Broken
I can barely see you, don’t even know what to say
Come and take a picture and let’s leave it here
I still remember that night when we were there
In the middle of the field, sitting and talking about you
Broken, we look better
Broken, we look better
It gives us more thrill
And sometimes for no reason
And it’s just that broken, we look better
Having to get used to sleeping and not dreaming
We didn’t know it would happen again
The rain weighed me down so much, and I just left
We spent a thousand hours sitting and talking about me
Broken, we look better
Broken, we look better
It gives us more thrill
And sometimes for no reason
And it’s just that broken, we look better
Broken, we look better
Broken, we look better
It gives us more thrill
And sometimes for no reason
And it’s just that broken, we look better
