Lyrics Broken Boy - Thief

Broken Boy

She took a bottle of cola and a magazine
She didn’t want to be seen
But she couldn’t let go
The city was a graveyard of machines
She looked for meaning
on the radio
I take back the things I’ve done
But I’m just a broken boy
And I hate all I’ve begun
But I’m just a broken boy
She’d never been down that road before
She was afraid to go
She was afraid to move
It didn’t seem to matter that I was already dead
I heard what she said
She didn’t want to go
I take back the things I’ve done
But I’m just a broken boy
And I hate all I’ve begun
But I’m just a broken boy
Just a broken boy
Just a broken boy
Just a broken boy
Just a broken boy
Cause I’m just a broken boy
Cause I’m just a broken boy