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| "Broken People" Written by Kyle Puccia and Diana Meyer Another Friday night Her friends laughing inside He lights her cigarette And she burns To say the words he’ll never hear Another Monday night At the same old dive To an empty house She sings his song but no one hears Everywhere you turn You see ’em crash and burn Broken People Might be someone you know Trying hard not to let it show Broken People And, oh, I want to take you back Before the mirror cracked And pick up the pieces Pick up the pieces The years have come and gone Now she’s out on her own He never took the time to say He was sorry he caused her pain But it’s too late now To try to come around So he drinks it all away In the empty room Where she used to play Everywhere you turn You see ’em crash and burn Broken People Might be someone you know Trying hard not to let it show Broken People And, oh, I want to take you back Before the mirror cracked And pick up the pieces Pick up the pieces Pick up the pieces Pick up the pieces Pick up the pieces Pick up the pieces Police break down the door She’s lying there on the floor Oh, I want to take you back Before the mirror cracked And pick up the pieces Pick up the pieces |  Buy the CD or Download of "Broken People" and more by Kyle Puccia:
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