There's something beautiful
About the broken pieces.
Seeing you standing there
Looking like shattered glass.
You were so bright
And you were so, so dangerous.
And when I saw you,
It was okay to not be alright.

You could have had me,
But you didn't want me.
And now I'm sitting here,
And I can't stop thinking,
That maybe,
Just maybe,
We were better off broken.