Broken Flowers
Broken flowers, broken dreams
Broken homes, broken schemes
Drunk lovers never worked
Drunk workers never loved
I wanna be, I wanna be
Like a sticker attached to you
But now I feel, I really feel
Like a sticker without the glue
Broken flowers, broken dreams
Broken homes, broken schemes
Drunk lovers never worked
Drunk workers never loved
We fell off, we fell off
We push out all the love
We fell off, we fell off
We push out all the love
And I don't know what you could do
I did not know I had no clue
I did not know that it slowly grew
I did not know I had love for you
Eyes wide open and you see
We push all the air out
Mouth wide open, realize
There is no air, air to shout
We push out all the love
We pushed out all the love
We fell off, we fell off
We push out all the love
We fell off, we fell off
We push out all the love
Autor(es): Paul du Bois-Reymond, Victor Crezée, Vincent van de Waal