All the broken pieces
Lying in a pile
Waiting to be swept up
From the bathroom tile
Broke my only mirror
Feeling not quite right
Empty little bedroom
And a long night
Oh, I miss my honey so
Now I'm cold and lonely
Oh, and I hope she comes back home
To her boy whose heart is broke
I'm sinking slow
I'm sinking slow
Born into a strange world
Waiting for a train
Sliding 'round Chicago
In a soft rain
Bloody little mousetrap
Lying by the door
Violent little merman's
At the mind's core
Lying in a pile
Waiting to be swept up
From the bathroom tile
Broke my only mirror
Feeling not quite right
Empty little bedroom
And a long night
Oh, I miss my honey so
Now I'm cold and lonely
Oh, and I hope she comes back home
To her boy whose heart is broke
I'm sinking slow
I'm sinking slow
Born into a strange world
Waiting for a train
Sliding 'round Chicago
In a soft rain
Bloody little mousetrap
Lying by the door
Violent little merman's
At the mind's core
Comments (0)
The minimum comment length is 50 characters.
Information
Users of Guests are not allowed to comment this publication.
There are no comments yet. You can be the first!