Feeling tired and feeling beat
I laid right down, and fell asleep
There she was, just like before
Turned around and slammed the door
Another broken dream, another broke…
Too many times and too many nights
Tried to talk but only fight
What makes them change and turn away?
What makes them cold, to what we say?
Another broken dream, another painful scheme
Another burning light, another endless night
A foolish thought, a foolish game
I'm being you, and feeling ashamed
Over my shoulder, I see it all
Waking up, still I recall
Another broken dream, another painful scheme
Another burning light, another endless night
Another broken dream…
