Broken Songtext / Lyric

All I ever said was like

Fishing in my head

All the things I could've done

In the name of fun

What is this thing I could've done

With a loaded gun

While you were pissing

On my setting sun






If my hands broken

It's broken in two

If my minds open

It's not open to you

If my heads soaking

It's soaking in brew



All the things I did and said

Were they really that bad?

Sitting in my little home

Talking to ghosts

All the things I ever said

Was like fishing in my head

Things I wish I'd never done

Was not using that gun