The Classic Crime - Broken Mess lyrics
[The Classic Crime - Broken Mess lyrics]
He can't sleep, he can't eat
He keeps thinking about her behind the
Locked door of her bedroom
As she knowingly tortures the shell that
Is left of her bridegroom
And what did he do to deserve
This whore of a wife who parades
Her disgrace to his face now?
When he loved her and gave up his life
In more ways than she knows how?
And all I can say, is that
Love is a terrible art
It's a hook in the heart
That will drag you on broken glass
And as you protest the shards in your flesh
The hook tears out your chest
Until you're just a broken mess
Where is God in this rot?
Depraved, she commit's the most
Heinous of sins, and breaks her vows
But he loves her, despite all the crimes she
Devises in his house
Where is God? I've been taught
That he's close to the broken
It's true - I have spoken with him some
When I look in my brother's eyes I
Can see where his love comes from
And all he can say is that
But he has mercy on her lover
And does not bleed him dry
A credit to his self control
If it were me that monster would probably die
Love is a beautiful thing
She can make your heart sing
When you're walking on broken glass
She will open your eyes
Make your heart feel alive
Point you towards the sunrise
Help you leave all this broken mess behind
Love is a beautiful thing
Will you leave your broken mess behind?
Oh, love is a beautiful thing
Will you leave your broken mess behind?
Oh, love oh, love
He keeps thinking about her behind the
Locked door of her bedroom
As she knowingly tortures the shell that
Is left of her bridegroom
And what did he do to deserve
This whore of a wife who parades
Her disgrace to his face now?
When he loved her and gave up his life
In more ways than she knows how?
And all I can say, is that
Love is a terrible art
It's a hook in the heart
That will drag you on broken glass
And as you protest the shards in your flesh
The hook tears out your chest
Until you're just a broken mess
Where is God in this rot?
Depraved, she commit's the most
Heinous of sins, and breaks her vows
But he loves her, despite all the crimes she
Devises in his house
Where is God? I've been taught
That he's close to the broken
It's true - I have spoken with him some
When I look in my brother's eyes I
Can see where his love comes from
And all he can say is that
But he has mercy on her lover
And does not bleed him dry
A credit to his self control
If it were me that monster would probably die
Love is a beautiful thing
She can make your heart sing
When you're walking on broken glass
She will open your eyes
Make your heart feel alive
Point you towards the sunrise
Help you leave all this broken mess behind
Love is a beautiful thing
Will you leave your broken mess behind?
Oh, love is a beautiful thing
Will you leave your broken mess behind?
Oh, love oh, love