It may have broke your heart,
But it broke my soul
And you of all people should know
Life shines bright with a broken heart
But a broken soul leaves you cold, in the dark.

A broken heart
still does it's job.
A broken soul
never ceases to throb.

The soul is best friends with the brain,
the engineer of the messenger train.
Constantly sending dreams to the mind,
Never leaving your worst memories behind.

So in bed at night you lay awake
Reliving that one man's fate.
Thinking about what your best friend went through,
Giving that broken soul to you.