This is all that I can give to you
Broken pieces of myself
And even though I've put them back
I can't tell you how it felt
But still you take these pieces
And never ask for something else
You've seen my imperfections
And find them beautiful as well
Well sometimes it's okay to break the pain
Creating something beautiful, some stained glass in this frame
Smoke and broken pieces, creating abstract parodies
I guess that's just the price I paid to get you here with me
Yeah to get you here with me
Now there are things you never got to know
Some little time before you came