Broken Testo

Package is parceled,
withholding my dreams and we know they go slow.
Promise me you won't let go.

You say words; meaningless, empty.
Broken, I dream of a of a girl that can handle with care,
and who won't take me for granted.
And who won't rip out my eyes when I cry over you...
Falling down my cheek, my sweet, my heart, it dies,
it falls as we sing the songs of "I miss you's."

I miss you.

Broken, broken, broken...Cursive would blast through my ears.
Through these veins, accompany my tears.
Promise me you won't let go.
You say words; meaningless, empty.
Broken, I dream of a girl.