Paroles: Bad Religion. Process Of Belief. Broken.

She said
Thanks but I'm broken
I guess
You must have misspoken
What a laugh
I've never been chosen by anyone

She was barely a teen
Hanging out in between
Just a part of the scene
With mercurial smile
And incurable style
She was only a dream
How's that
He didn't know a thing about
Making love to the kind of girl you read about

He said
I'm bound to be broken
My Daddy bet
That I'd amount to nothing
He won't let anybody show him anything

He was a troubled child
Had been down for a while
Always kept to himself
No she couldn't defend
He only wanted a friend
Now he's made something else
It's so sad no one saw it coming
The paper said that he hit the ground running

Oh yeah
I know I'm not broken
A little cracked
But still I'm not broken
I wanna laugh but I think that I'm choking on reality

When the
World is turning for you
Don't turn on me
Who are you here to repair
Well I don't know what you mean
You could never resist
Glorifying despair
Well now it's coming to you and I don't really care

Well I'm not
The kind to insist
You couldn't have missed
We must co exist
So please listen to me
There is no such thing as human debris

Oh yeah
I know I'm not broken
A little cracked
But dad I'm not so nothing
I wanna laugh
I'm not joking

I'm unbroken
Oh yeah I said I'm unbroken
I said I'm unbroken
A little cracked it's just a token
I'm really not broken
What a guess I'm unbroken