The Broken Ones
Dia Frampton
Red
The Broken Ones
Dia Frampton
I know they've hurt you bad.
Wide, the scars you have.
Baby let me straighten out your broken bones,
All you faults to me make you more beautiful.
I can't help it, I love the broken one,
The ones who need the most patching up.
The ones who've never been loved,
Never been loved, never been loved.
Maybe I see a part of me in them.
The missing piece always trying to fit in.
The shattered heart, hungry for a home.
No you're not alone, I love the broken ones.
You don't have to drive with your headlights off.
It's a pocketknife not a gift from god.
Don't you learn of love from the love they kept.
I will be your anchor slowly, step by step.
Maybe we can rip off the bandage.
Maybe you will see it for what it is.
Maybe we can burn this building,
Holding you in.
I love the broken ones.