Loaded tongue and dirty fingers,
Queen of her mother's house --
Come step outside feeling full and high;
Let's see what we can live without.

Fix an eye to the dimestore villain
Waiting for the wine to pour.
It comes strong and thin and it tastes like sin,
The love we've all been in before --
A million ways to burn.

I'm just looking out of this old broke window
And she's taking a turn.
I'm looking out of this old broke window
And she's taking a turn.

Her body lies like a landscape before you;
You're selling your soul by the pound.
Got snakeoil in spades for the wolftickets trade;
You look but don't see me around --
A million ways to burn.

I'm just standing here on this old street corner
And she's taking a turn.
I'm standing here on this old street corner
And she's taking a turn.
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Broke Window Lyrics

Gary Jules – Broke Window Lyrics