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