there ain't no use in being a wreck
not a wreck like you and a wreck like me
there aint no point in placing bets
ya can't let chance control your destiny
but i'm not to young
but i aint old yet
but ya steal my type just like a theif
you might've seen the lovin, but i'm still broken
you wrap me up so tight, but i'm still beating
and my hands are numb from holding on.
all the answers have yet to appear
and all the questions they come so easily.
who would i be if we never met?
can a broken heart have dignity?
can a broken heart still have dignity?
last night I slept beside you, i watched your breathing
you call me up this morning, you tell me you're leaving
got me wrapped up so tight but i am still beating
and my hands are numb from holdin on
holdin onnnn.

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