Sometimes in the middle of the night, I wake screaming
Then I look around my room and see I'm not dreaming
This really is the kind of life I lead it seems
Setting all my goals too low and following bad dreams
Years ago you had this broken heart
And you weren't so smart and so you brought it to me
And since then I've tried to mend your broken heart
But now realize you need it much more than me
If you look out of your window I will not be there
If you look outside your back door I will not be there
If you need someone to talk to I cannot be there
This has gone on far too long I've got my own despair
Do you really need that broken heart
You've got to part with it eventually
If you think you need that broken heart
It's time we parted company
I had a rule back in high school
Not to be cruel I hope you'll understand
While you were playing with that broken heart
I was darting out to see
That the people with their broken hearts
We're feeling so much better than me