It's times like these
I'm never sure
If your the disease
Or if your the cure

I know your an angel
But it gets hard to tell
If your one from heaven
Or if your one from hell

With broken hearts
it always rains
Still you never do
wash away the pain

I used to be much taller than this
If that you can believe
But you've taken me off so often
Right above the knees

I'm not really sure
Who you are
And how a broken heart
Can still be pulled apart

*With broken hearts
it always rains
But never does it
extinguish the flame