Текст: Jaydee Bixby. Broken Windows.

The lock is rusted, and the key won't turn
Front yard's brown, where the sun just burns
Old porch missin' a board or two
Mail box hangin' from one lone screw
There's a broken window round to the side
And I could get in if I really tried

What would I do
Just be lookin' for you
Some memories are better left alone
I'd probably learn real fast
If I go diggin' through the past
I'd just get cut right back down deeper to the bone
So I'm movin' on
Got no business climbin' back
Through broken windows

Tempting me with your same old ways
Thinking I'd forgotten the darkest days
Where there was no line and there was no love
This place is better off boarded up
Here I stand at this window pane
Hoping somthin' in there might have changed

What would I do
Just be lookin' for you
Some memories are better left alone
I'd probably learn real fast
If I go diggin' through the past
I'd just get cut right back down deeper to the bone
So I'm movin' on
Got no business climbin' back
Through broken windows

An empty house is all that I can see
Gotta tell myself there's nothin' there for me

What would I do
Just be lookin' for you
Some memories are better left alone
And I'd probably learn real fast
If I go digging through the past
I'd just get cut right back down deeper to the bone
So I'm moving on
Got no business climbing back
Through broken windows

Broken Windows
Yeah Broken Windows
Broken Windows
Yeah Broken Windows
Broken Windows