Matt Nathanson - Broken Lyrics
How ironic it all seems because I remember youtelling meabout other lovers running out of words to say to each otherand how beautiful you thought it was and I agreed thatwould never happen to you and meso here we sit in silence, searching our heads for common groundwe've rehashed the past and beaten it downleft us with nothing, no present, no futureI still read your letter and all that evil makes me sickBut this is regimented pain and it gives me the illusionthat I have livedI was the one that pushed you off the pedestal I put you onAnd with my arms still outstretched I watched you fallAnd break apart like glass on the highwayI realized my mistake a bit too late because I'd never riskpicking up the pieces,look at them allI'd never risk picking up all those goddamn piecesbecause I lose control at the site of my own bloodI still read your letter, and all that bullshit makes me sickBut this is regimented pain and it gives me the illusion that I have lived
