March 2009
Ok Vaknar i gryningen fixar till frisyren igen Kollar mig i spegeln de e samma gamla syn igen Kokar en kopp te och bläddrar genom skvallerpressen Tänker att de orkar med, men faller sjä
Broken This fragile thing now And I can't I can't pick up the pieces And I've thrown my words all around But I can't I can't give you a reason I feel so broken up (So broken up) And I give up (I give