Song for the Broken (LP版) - BarlowGirl

I am the comfortable secure

The definition of this western world

And I have perfected deceit

Even I believe I am above saving

I'll never let you see

I am the broken

I am the bruised

I am the poor ones

I have been used

It takes me falling to the ground

To admit to fully needing you

Then when I'm breathing my last breath

Come and save me I will cry to you

Cause pride has not let me say

I am the broken

I am the bruised

I am the poor ones

I have been used

Why does it take so much to bring me to my knees

Why does it take so much pain for me to see

If strength is only found when I am on my knees

Why is it so hard to show that I am weak

I am the broken

I am the bruised

I am the poor ones

I have been used