| She wakes up broken
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| Going through her day
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| Trying to put herself together
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| Just to wake up broken again
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| And so she hates going to sleep
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| Those eyes don’t ever close
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| And when they do it’s cuz she prays for help
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| Nobody knows
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| She tries to put herself together with superglue
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| Those tears break it apart again
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| They always do
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| She doesn’t know how to be loved, nah
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| Too young to have a child
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| Too old to try to be one
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| And when that vision blurred she hangs on to every word
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| And arm of every person acting like they cared
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| It never occurred
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| That this life can be a trap that we all fall into
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| But everything that happened ain’t your fault
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| Quit acting like you knew
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| She had a smile with cracked teeth
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| Eyes like shame
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| And a voice like a muffled scream
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| So keep steppin'
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| One shadow to the next
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| She lays with the enemy, everytime she gets in bed
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| Ms. Humpty Dumpty, I think we might be onto something
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| Break It all apart
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| And put it together
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| Just to make nothing
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| Where’d your king go?
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| Cuz every single person that tries just dies in the cycle
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| Let it go
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| Because we all know
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| You’re broken inside more than the outside will ever show
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| And all the kings horses
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| And all the kings men
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| They weren’t good enough to ever put her together again
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| Take the shame
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| Feelings that come in waves
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| Needs someone to stay
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| But she’s pushing them all away
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| And all the pills don’t help to stop the visions
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| The memories she lives with:
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| The smell of him
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| The touch on her skin
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| Still so vivid
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| But she will take them all again until she’s passed out
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| Can barely handle anything between the blackouts
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| And thats escapism:
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| Searching for some replacement
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| And trying to find some faith
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| But there’s nothing she can base it in
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| She puts it back together, falls apart
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| And then repeats
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| Keeping the history hidden under the sleeves, yea
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| I know you hate it
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| And you’ve got the right to leave
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| But know if you don’t lose the guilt
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| Then you will never be complete, no
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| I see you falling with nobody there to catch you
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| This life don’t have to be some shit that we just get through
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| I bet you don’t wanna let nobody in
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| But know it’s only killing you in the end
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| Ms. Humpty Dumpty, I think we might be onto something
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| Break It all apart
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| And put it together
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| Just to make nothing
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| Where’d your queen go?
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| Cuz every single person that tries just dies in the cycle
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| Let it all go
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| Because we all know
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| You’re broken inside more than the outside will ever show
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| And all the queens horses
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| And all the queens men
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| They weren’t good enough to ever put her together again (put her together again)
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| You gon' see when it’s all done
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| You built these walls that you fall from
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| Haunted by these moments
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| Living in a hell where it’s easy to feel you’re hopeless
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| Ms Humpty
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| Used to be so lovely
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| Looking for some beautiful
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| But only finding ugly dumpty
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| Woke up broken, went through her day
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| The she put herself together
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| Just to wake up broken again (wake up broken again)
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| Ms. Humpty Dumpty, I think we might be onto something
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| Break It all apart
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| And put it together
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| Just to make nothing
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| Where’d your king go?
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| Cuz every single person that tries just dies in the cycle
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| Let it all go
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| Because we all know
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| You’re broken inside more than the outside will ever show
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| And all the kings horses
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| And all the kings men
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| They weren’t good enough to ever put her together again |