Broken - Society Burning

Killing ourselves on the phone

Every night years ago

Suicide was better than rape

It was you who taught me to hate

I guess I’m through giving a damn

Couldn’t fix you bet you know who I am

I can’t call, what should I do

Your answering machine knew me better than you

I learned to hate, I do it too well

It’s getting late, just send me to hell

I guess I’m through giving a damn

Couldn’t fix you bet you know who I am

There’s so many things I wanna say

I always lose my nerve

I’ve fucked you so many times in my head

I’m afraid you wouldn’t be as good as you were

I guess I’m through giving a damn

Couldn’t fix you bet you know who I am

I know who I am…