And now we're sitting here.
In this lonely hall of lonely people.

Yes it is school but for me it's only a house of lonely and broken people.

I know you see this in a different way but tell me one who is not broken.

Please tell me one.
Because if you can do that it will be easier for me.

Why? Because I can see this person and I can think about him/her.

And maybe I'm happier than.
Maybe.

But you can't.
Do you see it?

There is no one who is not broken.
Everyone is broken.