Broken Part - Field Medic

I was about a league from home when I was struck by the whip

Of every lovely thing that once was mine that’s now been stripped

Like the queen of distant courtesy who hands down her heat

While I’m tearing up my insides screaming on the street

And darkness from my doctor keeps me stumbling through the arcade

Of fortune telling machines that print predictions of my fate

They point me to the mirror, throw my heart into a fit

Which instructs me to be origami and fold up all my secrets

Because I

(Because I)

Run when I see

(Run when I see)

The broken part of me

Because I

(Because I)

Run when I see

(Run when I see)

The broken part of me

The broken part

And I watch from the window carved into the back of my skull

While nothing seems to happen in my bedroom after the drapes are pulled

Because I plucked a diamond from the highway

And I tucked it in my pocket

Just as I plucked the diamond from where love waits

And I threw it to the mastiffs

Because I

(Because I)

Run when I see

(Run when I see)

The broken part of me

Because I

(Because I)

Run when I see

(Run when I see)

The broken part of me

The broken part

The broken part

Because I

(Because I)

Run when I see

(Run when I see)

The broken part of me

Yeah, I

(Because I)

Run when I see

(Run when I see)

The broken part of me

The broken part