You don't look so good tonight
But I'll entertain it for a little while
I ain't trying to trap me a slave
But you're disregarding what I say
I'm an empty home to fill
You put in it what you will
But I'm warning you, please tread light
'Cause you don't look so good tonight
And I'm a broken record and
You're a broke machine
But please don't lie to me
Maybe a new hand didn't know what came
One I've always felt's at play
'Cause I'm running before I could sit
And learn to like myself a bit
You done the distance
You done the miles
Along the way learned how to lie
You sat down for every game
Seem still unsure of how to play
I'm a broken record and
You're a broke machine
But please don't lie to me
I know this bag of bones needs stitching
And I'm a high-talking mess
But you're grabbing your last chance and
Hell, you nearly missed
'Cause I'm a broken record and
You're a broke machine
But please don't lie
And I'm a broken record (and I'm a broken record) and
You're a broke machine
But please don't lie
I'm a broken record and I
Love my broken machines
But please don't lie to me
