One more song for the broken hearted

A dream so true that soon departed

and was cast aside to yellow and dry up



All the people you were up above

That you worked so hard to be better than

Would you trade it for a minute of connection?



The kids are grown the teeth are pulled

The receipts counted now theres lines across your face

it all meant nothing 

so pull the door down one last time

and wash your hands free you can leave this cross you bear

it all meant nothing 

walk away to burn it all down



But when the scissors got too dull

and you had to make a choice

whether to fix what you'd done

or start it all again



and when the light turns green 

on your hopes and dreams

do you take right off or do you wait around?

it might turn red again



and now you're hanging for these ropes

and are you hopeless or well off?

so light up one more cigarette

for everything you left behind

and burn it all down