Broken Strings

I found you in the dust and cold

Put you back together,

made you gold

But you wanted more than what was true

Now the winter's coming back for you (ohhh)

You took my hand and walked away

To find a brighter,

cheaper display

Now you're broke and stranded in the rain

Back at the bottom of your pain

He didn't build you piece by piece

He only wanted quick release

Now the gold has washed right off your hands Buried deep inside

the shifting sands (ahhh)

You took my hand and walked away

To find a brighter,

cheaper display

Now you're broke and stranded in the rain

Back at the bottom of your pain

Now you have nothing

(nothing

left)

Nothing

at all