Well its one thing to be broke   and another thing to be broken   I will miss you when I'm drowning   Said the rain to the ocean   The one thing she is is gone   The other thing she is is gone   This is the one about countinig out   The corners of my room   Trying to hold on      Let me show you what the heart looks like when it's hot      In bed when your back was folded   Neatly between my shoulders   Like an envelope and a letter   And even I could tell the truth   Well it gave me a private storm   So I broke up into thirds in your pasture   Now I'm tracing this brutal longing   It's a trick that I just can't master      [Chorus]      The night has no concern   For my moments so they just burn   In a fire that looks like dullness   In a pyre that sucks up the darkness   There is nothing profound about thirst   It's the nothing part that cuts the worst   And the Morse Code rain with it's relentless message:   "Fool you're not the first"      [Chorus]