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]