where are you
you said you would be here through the tough times
but it is hard to see through broken glass
i feel like a light in the night that just went out and i cant find my way home but it is hard to see through broken glass
its cold and the window is streaked with rain but it is hard to see through broken glass
i look ahead and all i see is fog and then i see you then your gone but it is hard to see through a broken heart
with scars beyond repair but it is hard to see through a broken heart
my broken heart
that was walked all over but who cares
cause they see right through broken glass
as i pick up what is left of my heart i look at it and it looks the same on the outside
but on the inside it is ripped beyond repair
but who cares cause they see right through a broken heart
it only matters what is on the outside not on the inside