Broken Words - Emily Jane White

And place them on your heart

So when it breaks

They’ll all fall in

Take your jealous words

And place them at the top of your list

They stand for that which you’d like to be

Oh, your voice

Was in a box

And I would turn the key

Just to hear you talk

Take your broken words

And place them in the palm of your hand

Piece them back to together again

They’re on the mend

Take your angered words

And feel them through and through

That way they don’t murder you

Oh, in the end

Oh, your voice

Was in a box

And I would turn the key

Just to hear you talk

Take your broken words

And place them on your heart

So when it breaks, they’ll all fall in