BROKEN THINGS

This is the end, no longer lovers, “maybe we can be friends.”
What a lie.
Emphatically sad ‘cause the good has been undone.

I rented a room. (I rented a room)
I saw a ghost, I thought it was you, (thought it was you)
but it wasn’t.
Figure-eight-ing around a place I thought we’d share. (we’d share)

Get outta town.
Find a spot to stick my head in the ground and think.
Contemplating the ‘cide, but I found that I love life.

So I’m gonna pack my thoughts inside a box with all these broken things.
Convince myself I’m better off not living in the past with heavy wings.

I will survive the night without you by my side.
And I'll move on, get over you, and carry on with love inside.

So I’ll pack my thoughts inside a box with all these broken things.
Convince myself I’m better off not living in the past with heavy wings.

You’re out of my mind.
You’re out of my mind.
You’re out of my mind.
You’re out of my mind. (You’re out of my mind.)
You’re out of my mind.
You’re out of mind,
You don’t live there anymore. (You don’t live there anymore.)

You’re out of my mind.
You’re out of my mind. (Get out of my mind)
You’re out of my mind.
Get out of my mind.
You’re out of my mind. (Get out of my mind)
You’re out of mind,
You don’t live here anymore.
(You don’t live there anymore)