| I like that you’re broken
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| Broken like me
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| Maybe that makes me a fool
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| I like that you’re lonely
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| Lonely like me
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| I could be lonely with you
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| I met you late night, at a party
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| Some trust fund baby’s Brooklyn loft
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| By the bathroom, you said let’s talk
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| But my confidence is wearing off
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| These aren’t my people
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| These aren’t my friends
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| She grabbed my face and
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| That’s when she said
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| I like that you’re broken
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| Broken like me
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| Maybe that makes me a fool
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| I like that you’re lonely
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| Lonely like me
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| I could be lonely with you
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| There’s something tragic, but almost pure
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| Think I could love you, but I’m not sure
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| There’s something wholesome, there’s something sweet
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| Tucked in your eyes that I’d love to meet
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| These aren’t my people
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| These aren’t my friends
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| She grabbed my face and
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| That’s when she said
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| I like that you’re broken
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| Broken like me
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| Maybe that makes me a fool
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| I like that you’re lonely
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| Lonely like me
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| I could be lonely with you
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| Life is not a love song that we like
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| We’re all broken pieces floating by
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| Life is not a love song we can try
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| To fix our broken pieces one at a time
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| I like that you’re broken
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| Broken like me
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| Maybe that makes me a fool
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| I like that you’re lonely
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| Lonely like me
|
| I could be lonely with you
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| I like that you’re broken
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| Broken like me
|
| Maybe that makes me a fool
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| I like that you’re lonely
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| Lonely like me
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| I could be lonely with you |