Knucklebones Songtext
von Strawpeople

All the broken hearts, broken dreams,
Broken plans and broken schemes
A broken mirror, a broken phone,
Broke the wings of the time that′s flown

I feel bad, so bad
I feel bad, so bad, so bad

Broken sticks, broken stones,
Broke the boredom with knucklebones
Floated to the ceiling began to sink
Broke the spell when I fixed a drink


I feel bad, so bad
I feel bad, so bad, so bad

A broken record already heard
I've broken down your every word
A broken promise, a broken deal
Funny I like how this feels

I feel bad, so bad
I feel bad, so bad, so bad

The shape of your face
I remember it all
Your eyes and their colour
What was their colour
Were they blue?


I feel bad, I feel bad