1999
[Verse 1]
The characteristics of a broken kind of home
Your mother sleeps alone
Your father treats his own

The characteristics of a broken kind of heart
You curl up all alone
You don’t even know

[Verse 2]
You start to wonder if you'll end up the same
Bitter and alone
No love to contain

Unable to see the beauty inside
Eyes pointed downwards
A propensity to lie