broken home
you don’t know what to say
you know i smell her on you anyway
you wish i’d go away
you hate it when i look at you that way
tell me lies
turn back time
paint this white
and mend this broken home
i know you’re getting bored
you’ve said these lines a thousand times before
you know i’m keeping score
you know i don’t believe you anymore
tell me lies…
or is this your way of showing me the door
or telling me how bad a man you think you are
i may be blind i may be stupid
but i still believe we can mend this broken home
this is my home

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