Am I broken?
Tell me, am I broken?
Brain broken, bod broken?
I've never broke a bone
I've never lost a love
But tell that to my heart
Cuz I'm feeling real torn apart
Broken or fixed, a game we played as kids
One token, twenty clicks, every joyride has its kicks
I'm scared to say shit in this song
I'm scared someone will tell me this is wrong
That I can't say this, can't say that
Can't say (shh) can't talk smack
I tell myself this every day and night
I tell myself this even when I write
Tell me (I need an outside opinion)
Does that mean I'm broken?
When was I last seen whole?
Wish that I was joking
But I can feel a shard a glass pressing right into my soul
(Afraid it might penetrate, baby agh!)
Broken or fixed, a game we played as kids
Twice I felt like smokin, I refuse to do that shit
One token, twenty clicks, all joyrides have time limits
Broken or fixed, a game we played as kids
This state of indecision is giving me a fever
Indecision is my state of being, so will you be my pain reliever?
It's not even that I don't know who I am
I know I'm mixed, and know I'd love to love a man
But identity is hardly a key when the whole world puts a lock around me
Broken or fixed, a game we played as kids
Twice I felt like smokin, I refuse to do that shit
One token, twenty clicks, all joyrides have time limits
Broken or fixed, a game we played as kids
I'll never see my face firsthand
So who am I to say if I'm broken?
I'll never see my face firsthand
So who am I to say if I'm broken?
Who am I to say?