Broken Mistaken Confused
That's about all I can do about it
Cave to you shamelessly praising your wit.
Come to you destitute easily ripped
Suffer your temper and temper your fits.
I'll pretend you're not broken, mistaken, confused
And that's about all I can do about it
That's about all I can say about it.
There's nothing left here for me to admit
Tear up my ego and burn up the strips
Bury the blame and lock up the crypt
It's because I've been broken, mistaken, confused
And that's about all I can say about it
Don't pretend you're not broken, mistaken, confused
And that's about all that I'll say about it
Autor(es): Alpine Decline