Broken

Looking through broken window panes
 For something that'll numb the pain
 And it's something to help you forget
 Bottles can serenade and newborn lives can turn a page
 But there's always better way
 Now it's been two years of all hard luck
 You're getting used to being in a rut
 And your heads all fucked
 And you're a little stranger
 Does it keep you running for the razors
 Today – you've lost every shred of innocent
 It's time to come to grips again
 Wake up – are you waiting for someone to pick you off the floor
 The answers always right in front of you
 You know exactly what to do
 Where are you running to
 You walls are crumbling around you
 Wishing something could hide you
 From everyone of your regrets
 But now it's too late
 You've got that kind of hate
 And it's all for yourself
 Now put that bottle to your head
 Ya pull the trigger and now you're dead
 Was it everything you thought it would be
 What are you looking for
 You want it to hurt just a little bit more
 It's contradictions and misconceptions
 A circle of lies it's a fucking infection
 Leading you around and make you always want more
 'Till another one of out friends has been checked into the morgue
 Today – where's it gone now...