Broken Boy - Thief

She toke a bottle of cola and a magazine

She didn't want be see

But she couldn't let go

The city was the grave of all the machines

She's lots of meanings

On the radio

And I take back the things that I gave but I'm just a broken boy

And I hate all that I became

Cause I'm just a broken boy

She never been down the role before

She was afraid to go

She was afraid to move

It didn't seems to matter that I was already there

I heard what she said she didn't want to go

And I take back the things that I gave but I'm just a broken boy

And I hate all that I became

Cause I'm just a broken boy

Cause I'm just a broken boy

Just a broken boy

Just a broken boy

Just a broken boy

Cause I'm just a broken boy

Cause I'm just a broken boy