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You must be broken
By a thousand ways of wasting time
Get to the point
And off a hundred lines a week
No need to change my mind
A cleaner shade of thinking time
But I seem to act more than I act upon most things.

[Chorus]
Do you ever wonder
How hard you hit?
You broke my thunder
Do you ever wonder
How hard you hit?
You broke my thunder

God made this night for me, a silly devil in my talking
Romantic company for walking. Over and out...Over and out...
This year is the year I want to be, that silly devil in me talking
Romantic company for walking. Over and out...Over and out...

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I'm cramped and crawling from under the dead
I'm sick of living without you in bed
I've made mistakes that I wrote... That I read...
But now I just can't seem to be preoccupied
The heart was tossed with a black lace chain
With these hands that I write with
And the ode that I live by...
I will never be with you.

A scar was sewn
A drop of blood was saved for making wine
Still no repent
On how you crumble when I shake
A mental jaw was used
To pry me from this wrecking bond
The sad detail is all the promises I make.

[Repeat Chorus]
You must be broken   By a thousand ways of wasting time   Get to the point   And off a hundred lines a week   No need to change my mind   A cleaner shade of thinking time   But I seem to act more than I act upon most things.      [Chorus]   Do you ever wonder   How hard you hit?   You broke my thunder   Do you ever wonder   How hard you hit?   You broke my thunder      God made this night for me, a silly devil in my talking   Romantic company for walking. Over and out...Over and out...   This year is the year I want to be, that silly devil in me talking   Romantic company for walking. Over and out...Over and out...      [Repeat Chorus]      I'm cramped and crawling from under the dead   I'm sick of living without you in bed   I've made mistakes that I wrote... That I read...   But now I just can't seem to be preoccupied   The heart was tossed with a black lace chain   With these hands that I write with   And the ode that I live by...   I will never be with you.      A scar was sewn   A drop of blood was saved for making wine   Still no repent   On how you crumble when I shake   A mental jaw was used   To pry me from this wrecking bond   The sad detail is all the promises I make.      [Repeat Chorus]