Broken Clock Songtext
von Chris Pureka

You thought it′d be, you thought it'd be a
Rolls Royce, did you?
With a carousel and a ticker-tape parade
You can try your luck, but everything′s
A long shot, honey
You better love what you got
Before someone cuts the wire

Don't want it all, don't live on no more
Telephone lines
Just a tourniquet and a whole lot of time to myself
Well, I gave it up, I gave it up
Nothing but me for miles and miles
But it was never enough, never enough to drag me back

Just let it rest
Looking for a rope to keep me still
Holding to the best of this and you
Holding to the best of all this time


I′m hoping there′s a diamond knife
Somewhere, somewhere, somewhere
But it was never enough, never enough to cut me down
Well, if the damage is done, the damage is done
Where do we go from here?
Well, if the damage is done
And no one's ever gonna drag you back

Just let it rest
Looking for a rope to keep me still
Holding to the best of this and you
Holding to the best of all this time

It′ll come around, yeah, but you're gonna have to wait for this
Oh yeah, you′re gonna have to wait for this
Hard like a broken clock, clock, clock
Hard like a broken
It'll come around, yeah, but you′re gonna have to wait for this
Oh yeah, you're gonna have to wait for this
Hard like a broken clock, clock, clock
Hard like a broken clock