| I wear these old shoes with the holes in |
| To remind me of the million |
| Miles that I have walked beside you |
| Good and bad times we have been through |
| You know the car you drive |
| Keeps breaking down it never starts |
| But it reminds me of you and me in the back seat |
| Driving it home and now I’m all alone |
| What do you do, what do you do when everything is broken |
| What do you say, what do you say when no words fit the moment |
| Cuz you’re not here and even if you were all I could say is |
| What do I do, what do I do we’re broken but I can’t throw us away |
| Looking out the window |
| With the scratches on it at the sun |
| The world looks different when you’re looking |
| Through a lens like a Piccasso |
| The sky is bitter twisted just like you and me I miss it |
| You snap it, bend it, burn it, break it |
| Then you find that you can’t fix it |
| Fall back on whatever still remains |
| What do you do, what do you do when everything is broken |
| What do you say, what do you say when no words fit the moment |
| Cuz you’re not here and even if you were all I could say is |
| What do I do, what do I do we’re broken but I can’t throw us away |
| Breaking you in, breaking your heart |
| I was taking it all and I tore you apart |
| Breaking me in, breaking my heart |
| And the damage was done But I took what you got |
| We were breakin' it, smashin' it, |
| Takin' it, lovin' it, hatin' it |
| Drivin' it home and now I’m all now I’m all alone |