Sangtekst: Deckard. We’re Aching.

You better be hard on me ?cause I don?t deserve your sympathy
I would do the same for you not that I ever expect to

Isn?t it broken isn?t it beautiful tonight
Isn?t it broken isn?t it perfect and it?s right

For all the good it does when will the back of your hand break
The little silences part of the treatment that I take

Isn?t it broken isn?t it beautiful tonight
Isn?t it broken isn?t it perfect and it?s right

How well you cope your only hope is in between
How long you must have waited for

I still can?t say no if you say so It?s not our fault we?re aching

Who was a burden there it was a pleasure just to bear
Every second thought didn?t amount to a whole lot

Isn?t it broken isn?t it beautiful tonight
Isn?t it broken isn?t it perfect and it?s right

How well you cope your only hope is in between
How long you must have waited for

I still can?t say no if you say so It?s not our fault we?re aching