It's the mornings that I seem to do the best
When you call and I pretend that I am fine
And I'm thinkin' it'd be good to take a rest
And I'm thinkin' it'd be good to cut the line
I am out here always waitin' on a song
I am waitin' for the nothin' I know
I've been waitin' for a soul that I know
I was waitin', but my nothin' never showed
Give me someone strong
Give me somethin' real
Give me someone broken
Somethin' that I can feel
I don't know why I need these things
I know a girl, she's as pretty as the sun
And she paints a different color every day
And she knows just how to make me come undone
And I'm thinkin' it'd be nice to love that way
Give me someone strong
Give me somethin' real
Give me someone broken
Someone I can feel
I don't know why I need these things
I don't know why I need these
Things to come and shake me up and tell me I'm alive
I need these signs to come and wake me up and show me to get by
I need these things to shed a light on the nothin' that's inside
These broken eyes of mine, I wonder what's inside of mine
I had a friend, but I just had to let him go
And he sank down to the bottom of his field
I cut him loose so he would never have to know
What it's like to live with monsters around here
Give me somethin' wrong
Give me somethin' real
Give me someone busted
Somethin' that I can feel
I don't know why I need these things
I don't know why I need these things
I don't know why I need these things
I don't know why I need these things
