Broken Boy - Thief
She toke a bottle of cola and a magazine
She didn't want be see
But she couldn't let go
The city was the grave of all the machines
She's lots of meanings
On the radio
And I take back the things that I gave but I'm just a broken boy
And I hate all that I became
Cause I'm just a broken boy
She never been down the role before
She was afraid to go
She was afraid to move
It didn't seems to matter that I was already there
I heard what she said she didn't want to go
And I take back the things that I gave but I'm just a broken boy
And I hate all that I became
Cause I'm just a broken boy
Cause I'm 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