It used to be strong like |When it fell for you |It used to be something you could count on |It was tried, trusted and true | |But every single time |I left it in your hands |It'd always seem to come back |Beat up, busted, and all out of whack | |Tell me what do you do |When even duct tape don't come through |And someone hands you back your heart | |Broken |You pick up the pieces |Rewire |Then hit reset | |There's gotta be some "how to" |Some kind of "fix it" for me and you |Unhammer, unscrew |Tell me how do I undo |Broken | |Left me confused |Why did we fall apart |Did I miss a step in the build out |Or were we messed up from the start | |I tried everything |That I know how |But you can't put back together |What you didn't know then and still don't know now | |So tell me what do you do |When all you've got is tools |And someone hands you back your heart ||Broken |You pick up the pieces |Rewire |Then hit reset||There's gotta be some "how to" |Some kind of "fix it" for me and you |Unhammer, unscrew |Tell me how do I undo |Broken ||Broken, smashed to pieces |Left for dead and gone to Jesus |Tell me how do I go on when my heart is ||Broken, broken||Broken |You pick up the pieces |Rewire |Then hit reset||There's gotta be some "how to" |Some kind of "fix it" for me and you |Unhammer, unscrew |Tell me how do I undo |Broken