I know they've hurt you bad,
Why hide, the scars you have,
Baby let me straighten out your broken bones,
All you faults to me make you more beautiful.
I can't help it,
I love the broken ones,
The ones who need the most patching up,
The ones who never been loved,
Never been loved, never been loved.
And ohh maybe I see a part of me in them,
The missing piece always trying to fit in,
The shattered heart, hungry for a home,
No your not alone, I love the broken ones.
You don't have to drive with your headlights off,
It's a pocketknife, not a gift from God.
Don't you learn of love from the love they kept.
I will be your anchor slowly, step by step.
I can't help it,
I love the broken ones,
The ones who need the most patching up.
The ones who never been loved,
Never been loved, never been loved.
And ohh maybe I see a part of me in them.
The missing piece always trying to fit in.
The shattered heart, hungry for a home.
No your not alone, I love the broken ones.
Maybe we can rip off the bandage.
Maybe you will see it for what it is.
Maybe we can burn this building,
Holding you in.
I can't help it,
I love the broken ones,
The ones who need the most patching up.
The ones who've never been loved,
Never been loved, never been loved.
And ohh maybe I see a part of me in them.
The missing piece always trying to fit in.
The shattered heart, hungry for a home.
No your not alone, I love the broken ones.
I love the broken ones,
I love the broken ones,
I love the broken ones.
compositores: ROSS COPPERMAN, TOM SHAPIRO, DIA FRAMPTON
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