Knucklebones

All the broken hearts, broken dreams,

Broken plans and broken schemes

A broken mirror, a broken phone,

Broke the wings of the time that's flown

I feel bad, so bad

I feel bad, so bad, so bad

Broken sticks, broken stones,

Broke the boredom with knucklebones

Floated to the ceiling began to sink

Broke the spell when I fixed a drink

I feel bad, so bad

I feel bad, so bad, so bad

A broken record already heard

I've broken down your every word

A broken promise, a broken deal

Funny I like how this feels

I feel bad, so bad

I feel bad, so bad, so bad

The shape of your face

I remember it all

Your eyes and their colour

What was their colour

Were they blue?

I feel bad, I feel bad