Woorden: Kate Micucci. Broken Boy.

Broken boy, I can't fix you
'Cause there's not enough glue.
Should I get out the duct tape?
I don't know what to do.

I used all the Elmer's, I ate all the paste
The glue gun is burning, it all goes to waste,
Because handsome and slick, you're fine on the outside,
But glue doesn't stock to what's broke on the inside.

Broken boy, I can't fix you
And boy, did I try.
I can fix model airplanes,
But not a suit or a tie.

Send you back to the factory,
So, so long, and goodbye.