The Habit of the Broken Heart

Oh, the sisters of blindness

From the convent of the broken heart

They wanna smother it with kindness

They wanna tear it all apart

And there's a rock of sterile virtue

In the center of the bay

I'm so sorry he hurt you

But don't throw yourself away

You only wanted to have some fun

You only wanted to try it

You only wanted to be someone, but everybody denies it

Why's it so hard to make you listen?

Don't go and change your name

Learning to lose can be the start of winning the game

You're so special, such sadness seems a shame

I know that you've got a service to catch

I wouldn't want you to miss it

But there's something so mismatched

Some motive inexplicit, is it the call of the convent?

You only wanted to find someone or something more than pleasure

Penitence for the chosen one, you can indulge at leisure

By the light of the sinking sun, don't turn your back on the treasure

Whether or not you wanna face it, you're a beautiful girl

And your lay-lady laughter has a right to be heard

But what can I give you if you've already got the word?

Don't go

Don't start

Don't take on

The habit of the broken heart