Damaged, broken, fucked up
It could go on and on, those are all of me.
I'm those little stuff under your bed,
either useless or broken.
Left forgotten, all dusted up.
You don't like those things
nobody wants broken things.
You said you want to be with someone
who's whole.
I can't be that,
I'm still searching for my little pieces.
I was waiting for you to say it
"we're done"
2 words ended us.