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